Euphoris State

As the wind blows through the emerald pines, It carries diamonds that spew from the sky Silence! Silence! deafness in the night Nothing to fear nothing to fright I cannot move as if lead in my feet Silence and beauty, no other can compete The stillness wraps me like in the womb Euphoric feelings grasps me, as if in a tomb Drifting! Drifting! I cannot conceive A more perfect place and state for me to be. The forest seduces me but I won’t run Drifting, we congeal, and then become one.