I heard a rumor that in a distant land, dragons live

I heard a rumor that in a distant land, dragons live, Rivers murmur, accompanying the song of birds in flight, The symphony of nature resonates, untouched by machines, lifted by the wind, The trees are a green that shouts "I am alive!" like open-hearted people, With open hearts and unclosed hands, living without fear. There, nothing is extinct except blind capitalism, No clock rushes the day; the sun shines until it sleeps, No one profits from suffering, but everyone LOVES in capital letters, Peace is tangible, like stars shining untouched by urban lights, You can name them without owning them, just watch them. The sky is clear, crystalline, like stones easily picked from the beach, Where you can wash away worries, letting them sink beneath salt and time, Mountains surround it, as if hiding a precious treasure, Man is obsessed with seeking paradise, but few have found it, Even though the place is a stone's throw away from us all. It is said you find it only when you stop seeking to possess, And begin to listen to belong, when you walk without conquering, And speak without echo, then the trees answer, the rivers sing your name, And peace extends its hand, not as a reward, but as a reminder.