A Sense of Profound Ease
Swept upon some wild, ancient wind,
My soul was whisked away with utmost pleasure,
That no amount of math could ever measure,
And no amount of sorrow could rescind.
I drifted o'er rooftops, trees and mountains,
And as in dreams the scenes were so surreal,
The snow, the sun and raindrops I could feel,
As honeyed wine I sipped from marble fountains!
Then finally a gentle, temperate breeze
Lowered me back down to solid ground,
Where peace and joy and beauty did abound,
Allowing me a sense of profound ease.
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