Bliss

Here is a poem I wrote in High School.

Bliss
The Son shines upon me now,
I thank Him for my firey heart,
He knows I was always free to soar in the winds above,
Now I can see this as nature surrounds me,
Let's make this world home, decorating it with love we all can own,
A world without a killing spree, a world pollution free,
No more guns and catastrophe,
Love and Chaos... it's all there
Days just waiting to be written in the great white book upstairs,

Published in Impressions 1994