In a far distant world of Uranus, unreachable for any human at any time. There is so much ice and coldness on Uranus, none can estimate. Blue mountains of ice and gas, filled with hydrogen, nothing survives there, resting for millions of years if not billions, never changing nature, living, breathing an own rhythm, we cannot recognize, too fast, too wide, too long, extreme dangers last there, hundred thousands of square miles, nothingness, a windy ice desert, its forces and nature so brutal, but feels as home (only for few chosen ones).
The spirits of wisdom last here, its a path to god, in the roof of the universe, overwhelming view over all existence, deep blue colors, magic, all souls can be watched from here, freedom and relaxation on its own, no one knows its powers, stunning environment, heals and forgives forever.
Very poetic, I liked it. Thank you for your describing your version of the planet. Indeed very beautifully written. Thank You Donald.