
Michaela
Bliss
O! to be loved
To be adored for the things I am
To be utterly myself and lauded
For the things I cannot help but be
This is bliss.
To have heard the words from one
I, in turn, cherish beyond
What words can tell
Beyond the light years
Beyond the shimmering
Beyond heaven...
This is bliss.
My full heart sings
With blood and life
With dreams realized
With all that I dared hope
Would one day be and
This is bliss.
Such ecstasy it makes
All other moments worthy
All the breaths and tears
Even the lonely years
Well spent, and now behind me
This is bliss.