A Moment Of Bliss Poem by Mathew Sutter

Silence all around me.
Not a breathe of air stirs,
Except for the air coming out of my mouth.

Alone and quite,
I feel no emotion.
Everything is empty.
Beethoven plays in the background,
And my breathing goes into it's rhythm.

I sit,
Unmoving.
I savor this moment of bliss,
And smell the air around me.
For a few seconds I am at peace with the world.
I sigh in satisfaction.

Then I am interrupted
And it is all gone.
Now a distant memory in my memory in my mind.
A least I got a,
Moment of shear, pure bliss.