Beguiled Bay of Bliss

Surging storm of turmoil splitting apart the falling sky blows with blasting fury through the splintered mind the flaring wrath burns like the blazing badland bush searing the disgruntled soul to a stack of anguished ash. The sky would be seamless again and construct the clouds adrift with the revived ruins rising from the halcyon horizon dissolving in the melancholic psyche making pearls of dew adorning the meadow of mind free from the mist of sorrow. In the gust of freedom the clumps of cloud float away far as the shining stars glow bright in the moonlit silken sky the satin surf of stardust wafts in the rapturous radiant air making in my mind aurora of astral ambiance of tranquility. Across the topography of soul the stream of jubilation flows saturating my parched essence and whispering, I live my life as my own, drinking always the ambrosia of joy without hiatus and sail on the wind of rhapsody to the beguiled bay of bliss. February 11, 2021 Contest (N-A) : Joy Continuum May 4, 2021 Contest : Final 2021 N-A Choice 3 Sponsor : William Kekaula