Beauty as far as the eyes can hear, sweet melody

Beauty as far as the eyes can see, a sweet rhapsody call to every ear.

These purple waters of Azazaeland with a granddaughter sailing on river in a living swan boat as she beautifully played a lyre for her grandparents Azazael and Paranormael.

 

 

 

 

The trees are the unguarded entrance to their world from the Central Matrix Hwy leading to the heavenly gates.  This road ran through all the worlds.