A Search For Shangri-La
There could be a place, lost over the horizon.
There could be a place, way out there in space.
Some call it Shangri-La, I’ll just call it heaven.
There could be a place.
No Hints, no trails, not even a trace.
No lines, no signs, or magical scrolls to lead the way
If there was a place, it’s one we could all embrace.
It’s secrets must be hidden, well done.
No telling what pleasure out there awaits.
Never to be found, not by no one.
There could be a place.
The Search For Shangri-La
By Desi E. Sherman
09/13/2019
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