Left with only one

Today, and in this very moment, I begin my musing.
Somewhere, far beyond my reach of perception and imagination.
Settled a hallow on earth.
Let this be the closest place to heaven that anyone ever conceived of.
A paragon of beauty.
A pride of ebullience.
More are to come,
From this land, so rimless in such a bounded world.
Where, oh where,
Can I find this place?
I sailed through the seas and oceans.
Hovered over the lands.
Auspicious and optimistic at first,
Before that adulterated and desiccated scenes.
Plain melancholy projected on my head.
My eyes scintillating.
The beams reflected towards the corners of this world.
Then I flew, flew, and flew.
Nothing was left in a form of consciouness.
It seemed to me.
A lucid fact.
After all.
Turn somber my face and skin.
Turn callous my body and mind.
Relish the time.
Voracious is my soul.
The only paradise is in my heart.