Heavenly Bliss

As the smoke it swirls, it rides the wind whispering enchanted songs. Up and around and down and up it whirls though not for long. It’s like a magical masterpiece with an ever-changing form, It shifts in shape and then vanishes just like a fleeting storm. It sweeps the cobwebs from your mind to find it’s deepest thoughts, It awakens the senses and unearths the memories of tales of old once taught. So enticing a scent when you first inhale, early after dawn. It smells so sweet, so crisp, so green, not unlike a fresh cut lawn. Draw it in, release it out and await the heavenly bliss, It opens your eyes so wide and warm just like a perfect kiss.