Shangri-La

Walk with me upon a planet made anew by the ideals of paradise

And I will show you a woman with the world tattooed upon her right shoulder 

Moreover there from her arms 

Embark on a journey towards her gentle hands as they symbolize peace

Thereby a merciful goddess 

Blessed with a virtue that may lead earth down a blissful path of harmony 

To be immortalized

In the valley belonging to a field of hidden lotuses known only as Shangri-La 

Oh but, If only golden diamonds flooded the sky 

Would the universe then understand what beauty bloomed from its chaos 

Yet those golden diamonds are of her elated soul 

Therefore, she reigns perceptionally parallel to the sun

The chosen idol we men for ages have worshipped 

Carving statues of 

In the hopes that we may become closer to such godly things 

Although, we failed a purpose was given unto us...

An eternal gift

Much like this woman that waits for thee

Believe your eyes when you see this benevolent being;
As you finish walking with me 

We will find her in a celestial garden that grew beneath her feet 

Dawned by the morning star 

Which is held sacred to our lives, and thus so, shall this flower forever be

~Paradise's Poet ~