Upon a far-off western shore,
Beneath a star of shimmering light,
A realm of beauty, evermore,
Where dreams take flight.
In valleys deep and mountains high,
Where nature weaves her boundless grace,
A tapestry of colors lie,
A symphony's embrace.
The sun's warm glow, a golden hue,
Caresses cliffs with tender kiss,
The waves, a ballet, ever-true,
Crashing with fervent bliss.
With every step, a story told,
Of ancient tales and legends grand,
From whispers carried by the old,
A mystic spirit expands.
The western star, a guiding light,
Beacon for souls to find their way,
Through darkest night, the heavens bright,
Illuminate this sacred display.
Here, hearts are filled with endless awe,
As wonder meets the seeker's quest,
In this enchanted land, they draw,
A tranquil refuge, blessed with rest.
So, journey forth, with spirit keen,
Embrace the star that shines so near,
For in its radiant, radiant gleam,
A paradise awaits, crystal clear.