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.
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