into the mystic

... Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic
And when that fog horn blows I will be coming home
And when that fog horn blows I want to hear it
I don't have to fear it ...
—Van Morrison, Into The Mystic
This is a composite of a photograph I took of the Easter Island head which is part of the collection of the Natural History Museum in Washington, D.C.




