Bliss Poem by JJ Evendon

Bliss

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True bliss permeates my soul
displayed like a master canvas.
My mind's a whirl of colour
surrounded by softness of sound
that floats even the heaviest of thoughts.
I strive to think outside a goldfish bowl
allowing my emotions to flow
and sweep away those darkened shadows
set to disturb my inner most feelings.
And so, I release a box of rainbows
that arch higher than the stars.
Beauty encapsulating beauty.
The reflection on the lake is uplifting
for it is there that I see myself
riding on the back of an eagle
in a blissful state of knowing I am alive.

Bliss
Sunday, January 24, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: spiritual
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 24 January 2016

Wonderfully mind is a whirl of color. Very amazing drafting shared on really. Interesting sharing done.10

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