|A state of heavenly bliss, my spiritual high
Author: Imaginary Immortal PM
this poem is about being joyful.Reviews are welcome.Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry/Spiritual - Words: 135 - Published: 07-06-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2930191
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I open my eyes
and my mind is
lost in the heavenly
skies. There are no
longer butterflies in
my stomach and I no
longer have heartache.
No sigh, I pray my spiritual
high may never end for I
have found a friend in Jesus.
I have been laughing for so
much that I have started to weep.
Happiness comes from within and
it runs skin deep. Joy will be mine
forever to love and keep. Wide awake,
I no longer have to count sheep in my sleep.
Wide awake, I am ready to take on life and make
something of myself for I know that I am
beautiful. Life will never be cheap, but God
will always make a way for me. I will never be
afraid to walk through the door of opportunity.