There was once a land so pure,

where the nature thrived,

and each breath,

was a new chance awaiting to appear.

Miracles and dreams filled its air,

with new ideas and beliefs everywhere.

There was great tranquility,

and creativity.

Colors,  as endless as music.

It was safe.

Treasured.

Rediscovered,

with no record to judge upon.

Its forests were filled with wonders,

oceans filled with life.

Memories had been stored in its nature.

And they searched.

They searched far and wide,

to get away from all the invisible wars.

A place to stay forevermore. 

Oblivious to know,

land after land that they had searched,

That was the land where beauty lurks.

The very place they wished to find,

was right below them the whole time.

Some spent days.

And some spent years,

to find something that would have been,

crystal clear.