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bliss
Author: Toireasa  PM
A strange poem with a rather awkward rhythym, but I like it. More description than poem, has some allusions to my personal spiritual beliefs, but it's somewhat hard to identify.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Spiritual - Words: 64 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 06-15-03 - id: 1330495
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Bliss
By: Toireasa
Shing-ring-ring
The only sound,
Soft bells,
Shing-ting-ting
A long hallway,
brightened by simmering sconces,
Shing-ring-ring
Silent feet,
Treading down the warm wood,
Shing-ting-ting
Dark skin,
Brightened at the ankle,
Soft silver bells,
Ring in unison,
With every other step.
Shing-ring-ring
A moment like this,
Where only peace reigns,
That is bliss.
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