Touch of Bliss

Touch of Bliss

In the silence, a faint echo stirred,
A gentle peace was born in my heart,
Dancing with the rhythm of every breath,
Mind flowing like drifting clouds.

Sorrows fell like scattered flowers,
Memories transformed into melodies,
Bathed in morning rays,
The softness of inner joy emerged.

A distant light called to me,
In its glow, I dissolved,
Touched by the essence of truth —
I realized the self within.

Words became silent there,
Thoughts scattered with the wind,
Only the soul remained —
Alone, immersed in bliss.

GR kaviyoor 
05 11 2025
(Canada, Toronto)

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