Joie De Vivre

joie de vivre for no reason at all engulfs us like a mist, from head to toe rapture unbound throbbing in this bliss squall heart feels within, moment to moment grow myriad thought spirals orbit our form eye of a hurricane is always still cascading bliss currents, both cool and warm rain down Gods blessings; we drink to our fill each node of our form represents the whole we’re seated at a centreless fulcrum becoming divine light, scriptures extol soundless bliss thunder, as the cosmic drum