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Blissfullness
Pale rainbow palette above,
face in sea's air,
raindrops sashay down upon my face.
A fledgling's feather falls against my cheek.
I drink the fine wine of blissful miracles;
nature sings love notes to my senses
From a rainstorm afar,
bells toll a concierto
What a lovely music from mother nature ~ Specially like: I drink the fine wine of blissful miracles;
ReplyDeleteI like the idea of drinking "the fine wine of blissful miracles". We are here experiencing. It might as well be blissful when it can be.
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful and gentle. I am smitten with the last two lines.
ReplyDeleteA fledgling's feather falls against my cheek.
ReplyDeleteI drink the fine wine of blissful miracles;
Fascinating happening Kathy!
Hank
I too love the music and concertos from nature. This is a lovely and peaceful, full of bliss poem.
ReplyDelete"raindrops sashay down upon my face.
ReplyDeleteA fledgling's feather falls against my cheek." I could feel the words upon my skin. Beautifully penned.
Oh Kathy, I can feel those 'raindrops sashay down upon my face' and I love the line:
ReplyDelete'I drink the fine wine of blissful miracles'.
I love nature giving me all that, one type of perfect bliss.
ReplyDeleteThere is bliss in being one with nature for sure; your poem perked me up and took my mind off "breaking news" , It is infused with hope, gentleness, and truth--thanks.
ReplyDeleteI love this natural type of bliss - we are so blessed to witness this xxx
ReplyDeleteI love when different church bells chime together. A concierto indeed!
ReplyDeleteNature does sing love notes... I'm sure TX would like to hear a few ...
ReplyDeleteI too would like to drink the wine of bliss
ReplyDeletesip in moments of peace and hope!