Seen from miles away--Lay a vast green mountain that had colours of yellow and red mixed.
Beams of sun rest upon Earth in a city of life and colour.
Vines slide down buildings like water falls .
Trees grow, penetrating into the sky growing taller than Jack’s beanstalk.
Flowers of reds, blues, and yellows grow exoticly to admire.
A calm and subtle blue river flows through the city and pulls beauty together.
The city grows with life: A life never seen.
Leaving the city isn’t as luscious and breathtaking as entering-the gates led into a dark and dull world.
A world without life, without beauty, without meaning.
Walking further and further, the city disappears into the shine of the sun.
Such beauty repeated, nor a replica.
The green mountain once painted against the blue sky now gone, but perpetually imaged.