A place to mesmerise in peace,
Where you can smell the fresh scent flowing of the trees,
Birds singing to the most beautiful melodies,
A place where they can harmonize and laugh at memories,
Where they can’t stutter as the words flow out of their tongues,
And the fresh air, cleaning the tobacco out of their lungs,
Emotions, positively dedicated to keep you satisfied,
Where every single lost faith is placed back inside,
A place where atheist and agnostic must believe,
That a greater power is at work, which keeps their minds at ease,
The fresh wind exposes the goose bumps on their skin,
Where the temperature is kept in balance and wherein ,
The blazing sun, shows its spells from in-between the clouds,
Rising above us all, shining its bright-spells up above the crowds,
A place where animals could speak,
And if they felt a certain way, then the animal shall weep,
A place where rights are for every living thing,
And justice is in the air, as even the vultures sing,
Echo’s from the branches, waving due to the air,
Saying “praise be to him” as they dance around in a pair,

True heaven to us, really isn't known,
Where the sun bounces off sands which are rich with gold,
Landscapes so capable of taking breath,
Cutting through a horizon with a serrated edge,
With vast desert planes, which the equator is on,
Backdrops for Mother Nature's conversations with God,
Where each person is gifted their own strip of paradise,
Far from the scenes sold in Heaven's afterlife,
See heaven to me, isn't what's unknown,
Look around, heaven is where you call your home.