Bliss.

Bliss can't be on earth.

 

 

The lies assemble in the forest

Hooded and dressed in black, woolen coats

They raise their fingers to the lifeless sky

All the starts recoil within the shadows of the burning earth

And darkness encloses the planet.

 

The souls; colorful as they rise through beams of light, are chanting.

They glide gently over the atmosphere, beaming at each other.

“God welcomes us,” They say, “We’re safe,”

The escalating goes on.

Far away, the horizon reflects a tinge of orange coming from the new sun.

 

The lies speak their enchantments.

The souls gasp and plunge down the sky

Their hands pointing at the one lone star, still shining in then north

“Save us,” They scream, “Our bodies perplexed our hearts. Now, the lies can’t perplex our essence.”

 

After tethering the souls to the earth

The lies smirk at each other

And all the souls go ablaze

The flames dance in the last, soft breeze that eddied over the earth

 

As their azure particles fade under the flames, the souls smile.

Heaven opens up for them.

Its rivers gushing and its birds singing

 

Bliss in a world where lies exist

Is a delusion

But bliss in a world where truth abounds

Is pure ecstasy

Reviews

[Lilly]

Some interesting exressions and vivid imagery created through your words. Beautiful work.

[Christina May Shanaberg]

A very interesting way of expressing life, surrounded by lies and the evil of other people. I loved the way you talked of the ecstacy you can enjoy, when you stay in the truth. Beautifully written!

[roarke]

Some really great concepts here, well expressed and visualized. I concur with your poetic messages. I can say I've never heard bliss, lies, truth or souls expressed more clearly or meaningfully. Very nice.