A place that remains mostly unseen,
Covered in mystery,
A place that unveils itself through time,
Am I a traveller of this mysterious place?
A glimpse of this world that is mine.
Soft mountain clouds, as gentle rivers flow by,
Over the horizon, soft gentle colours like candy,
Colour life that is near,
A gentle dream, an endless world
That gives inspiration by my travels
Wonders that I hold dear.