Bliss Poem by Houda Boukassoula

That moonlit night
When my eyes slept
While I was relaxing
Under a bay tree
My body was there lying
My soul was set free
I was slumber and wide-awake
I felt the bliss of seeing the supreme light
All my body cells were in a shake
As a mountain during an earthquake
Until my soul was with the bliss back
Rewarding the self for oozing kindness
Charity, altruism and righteousness
To sink with the body in a deep sleep
Crowning my day urging me to keep
Always looking for the divine bliss
The following morning I was shining bliss