An Isle above the Sky
There’s an isle in the sky,
up there,
above the celestial vault,
beyond
the stars and clouds.
A sacred and pristine place,
explored by few,
unshakeable in its peace it stays,
patiently waiting
for the pioneers of the New World,
the ones brave enough
to go further than the skyline
of the “already known”;
the ones equipped with a foresight
that goes beyond
their own earthly eyes;
the fellows who dare to challenge
the passage of time
and call themselves "New Paradise”,
reaching the top of the sky
while still being alive.
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