A brilliant peak rose out of the mist.

The sun shone on asthe haze began to clear.

Dazzling mountains towered above boundlessgreen

Rolling hills of green.

The fresh, clean air in theskies,

tart to the taste,

cooled the lungs with everybreath.

Profuse jungles of foliage were coats over the endlessmountains.

A trickling stream snaked along the hill as it relaxed all whoheard.

Its perfect little sounds were like songs to the ear.

Smoothstones lined the bottom of the rushing stream.

And they were formed by thesoft touch of the water like Play-Doh.

Mountains stood tall and shieldedthe land behind.

Valleys sunk low into the earth and shielded all whoentered.

Who dared to disturb this perfect land but the rain andsnow?

This kingdom held such beauty as the birds of the sky, the small

running streams, grasslands, and the perfect hills.

Land ofserenity, unspoiled land of serenity.