Sitting Side By Side

You are beside me. I am beside you. None else is seen around, besides us two. Cessation, by ceaselessness, is erased. Unknowingly, are our hearts now replaced? These streams of fresh water that flow around These song-filled swaying reeds that make no sound These tiny lovebirds that chirp our murmurs Aren't these springtime nature's play performers? As rains soothe the earth with love, let's be soothed. Ups and downs of our hearts' cores are smoothed. Ships in our seas of bliss make merry trips Should even by slip kisses slip the lips? We've got more to give; why should we give less? Should, when filled with love, souls feel any stress? Drinking from the wells of God-consciousness Shouldn't our souls be raised to Blessedness?