Writen from above on a business trip.

High above the bustling streets
In the large cities
And above the quiet pastures
Of the country life

There is a place of majestic beauty
In the painted clouds
A place that has forgotten horizons
At every turn

Imagination rules the sky
With many subjects
Breathtaking landscapes below
Bring many spectators

A world that has existed
For all to see
Not in heavenly dream
But in mortality

We search for paradise
In the afterlife
But paradise exists
In the open eye