Bliss

Bliss I shut off years and seasons scrolls their lineage Frozen winter, Swollen summer, Bare autumn and The Vintage Spring Grass grows emeralds and sun pours Gold Whole the color-fan Peacock can hold The blue blue sky mesmerizing the Pond Mercury waves weaving perfect bond The color spreads in rainbow… A straight forward ray is scattered I know. The buds opening petals to grow and glow. Who plays Piano in a perfect tune? My Heart Jumps and slides through vales and dunes Bliss flows thorough, eyes become moist Every drop of tear is re-birth of Christ.