An explosion, thats what it felt like.

Your eyes overcome with the new,

Colours and shapes and styles.

The buildings are all rather bright,

Brighter than my home, or old home now.

The streets cleaner than any others.

No cars either, just bikes and small carriages drawn by black mares.

The lights were unusual as well,

Purple in hue, dimmer than normal and all lined up down the wide street.

Then there is the birds, hundreds of them.

Parrots, toucans, all tropical and loud in appearance.

They roam the city like the owners of a grand castle.

I’ve never been in a place like this before.

Never been in a place so full of life and of an energy that is indescribable.

This city reminds me of a supernova.

An explosion of a bright star that was once full of small, pigmented patches.

Those patches which now cover the city,

Cover the people,

Cover the lifestyle.