The Celestial Sea is just as it sounds, a sea in the sky that can only be found, 

If you know where to look, amongst the clouds and the stars,

You will find a new realm, that has always been ours.

We go there in dreams, where time stops and space bends,

Through the mystical sea, where our mortal world ends.

The best way to get there, is not always through sleep,

It’s the best way to travel, and a secret to keep,

If you make a balloon, from the quilt on your bed,

And aim it up at the moon, searching deep in your head, 

For the place that you know, but you can’t always see,

A place that is yours, where you’ll always fly free.