BLISS

The cold sand of a night beach,
Troubles dissolved in an oily sea,

A fanciful flight across the galaxies,
With an unbound nomadic mind,

The circling blue skies up above,
And the caressing bed of white clouds,

The lush green of a windswept field,
Singing the morning raga in your ears,

The warmth of an early morning sunshine,
A scribbled page of love poetry in hand,

The ramblings of a rolling river,
In the silence of a dense forest,

The smile of a new born baby,
And the Scent of the woman you love,

The sound of flute coruscating through your mind,
As you lay cozy on your mother's lap,

These pervasive beauties of the world,
Reiterate that we live our lives in a heavenly bliss.