Gods island

Always have I wondered of a place so beautiful , That fancies me and lets go of all other thoughts , Which could be the gateway between me and god , but never succeed in finding this wonderland . a place where lilies fill the air with its essence , and people are blessed with gods presence , a place where the skies change to your moods , and angels fly clothed in magical hoods . a place where the sunlight of dawn turns water into gold , and where there is no lies that could unfold . a place where gardens are filled with unicorns , and where gods children feast in high rise lawns . a place that rains gods divine wine , and beautiful halls where people dine , a place lacking floods and quakes , and splendid with marvelous never ending lakes. a place that need not forbid crime . as people are so merry that for crime there is lack of time . a place where there are no dark nights , and no feeling of revenge or hatred . a place where there is no hunger or poverty a place where there belongs a great diversity , of people , angels and animals , but still survive in harmony . one night I pondered for hours at a stretch , but still could'nt create a beautiful sketch , of the place I kept thinking about , may be its still not time for me , as I still need to be cleansed of my bad deeds .