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.