Life through a viewfinder

Atop a hill,

Five boys with sun bleached hair,

Stare out

Towards the valley below them.

Each boy has

One desire

A desire that burns so fiercely,

It controls his spirit,

It is the commander of his soul.

Atop a hill,

Five boys with sun bleached hair,

Face the wide open skies

And stare towards the setting sun,

With hearts throbbing for adventure.

Souls captivated by thrill.

A taste of life still yearning.

Atop a hill,

Five boys with sun bleached hair,

Turn their faces towards the

Burnt red of the setting sun,

Excitement glittering in their eyes,

Hearts beating with adventure,

Veins full of adrenaline.

They challenge the wilderness that surrounds them,

Nature stares back from every angle.

The panoramic

Beauty.

Untouched,

Unsoiled by human hands.

Atop a hill

Five boys with sunbleached hair,

Turn their faces towards the wilderness

Turn their hearts towards adventure

Turn their eyes towards the night sky

And turn their souls toward eternity.