One would like to find it, the realm of the eternal, the garden of immortal. The door that connect this life to another dimension of perfection. Well, at least that what describe passion of the most.
Then again, the sea is real, but the door is illusion. The light is real, but the tunnel is illusion. The truth is real, but the belief is illusion. The God is real, but the path is illusion. The peace is real, but the land is illusion.