There is a land out there without name or address that waits for me. A land where a man like me is in peace, where the children don't need expensive toys to play, where smiling is not an effort but an instinct, where life shows up her most beautiful colors, where the most complicated things become simple, where no make up is needed to be accepted, where animals and men respect each other and live together, where every person around is family, where your problem is their problem, where we share knowledge without counting, where we listen instead of just hearing, where we don't live the change but where we are the change, where we can think loud and communicate with nature, where sounds around us are nothing but mother nature's, where life is nothing but a gift.

I know there is a land out there, it does not have a name or address. To get there you have to cross mountains, rivers and a few valleys but it is close enough to keep me going and when you arrive... When you arrive there, it just makes you forget your journey, how long and difficult it was, as what kept you going was the picture of that place. Your eyes are melting in front of that marvel that was waiting for you all along. And staring at that land makes you dizzy as it is too much for your eyes to handle. It will take years before they get used to so much beauty. This land... No postcard could be fair enough to picture the true essence of this landscape.
Rebirth... like a newborn, naive and harmless, awakening his senses and still cultivating this innocence. This land... It is there and yet to some people it does not exist. No matter the stories you heard, they seem like legends until you walk on that land by yourself and see it with your own eyes, then you start believing...
This land...does not have any name or address but it exists. It is where I wanna be, live and die. It is my real home. This land is not a dream, it waits for me. This land...This land is not a dream, it waits for us. This land is not a dream this land is ours wherever it might be...