So Blissful

The softest breeze

Blowing through the trees

Onto my body, cooling me

So blissful

The afternoon light

Almost crimson, almost amber

Making my world glow

So blissful

Living here

Free from the past

Free from the future

So blissful

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~ by Prageeth Thoradeniya on November 26, 2011.

Posted in Poetry

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