Bliss
my dream takes me to a lush forest of paths
a cool dim place of gnarled trees twisting
there is a solemn grandness
in the hues of green
that sooths me
in bliss
so sublime
wrapping me silent
where drooping branches caress
my soul to tranquil serenity
and I awake with peace in my heart to sun
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March 28, 2021
Poetry/Verse/bliss
Copyright Protected, ID 03-13442-413-28
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
Written for the contest, All Yours (Mar 29)
sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 03/29/21
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2021
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