Ecstasy- - -Bliss- - -Final Resting Place - Poem by Melvina Germain
The amber toned moon glowed in an enchanted
Sequence of color..
The nuance flowed synergistically creating a
melancholy image of timeless motion.
Behind a pillowy cumulus cloud, peeked
an amazing silhouette of primus beauty.
Spread was a desert like field, filled with
enormous, sponges of white, illuminating a
Mountainous environment pure.
Quiet subtle music echoed in the stillness of
the aura, angelic voices filled every crescent.
A blissful situation presented to it's inhabitants,
the ecstasy of salvation is theirs. It's people,
tall, short, slender, robust, red, black, white,
yellow, all reside here and live in harmony.
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