The Sacred

Bliss

I revel through your mind with little to no fears. Here its protected, warmer, and quieter than my own. Here I can sit in silence with no discomfort. No whispers who mimic my own, no shrieking from every fiend that finds its way into my head. Here it's blissful. Here it's floating with no fear of falling, because I Know if I begin my descent, your pure hands will prohibit me from striking the ground.