My Kaleidoscope

Bliss

Crossing the gentle hills
Not stopping by the medieval mills
On and on I went
With determination and intent.

I ran through the plains
Searched from the peak of every mountain
Covered every nook, every corner
Found nothing, oh that horror.

Let me tell you about this thing
The one that I was vigourously finding
They call it Eternal Bliss
Its comprised of soulful happiness.

Yes, I was disappointed- unable to find it
Sad and dejected, I was ready to quit
But then I saw an amazing wonder
And that made me really ponder.

A child of about ten
Running innocently after his escaping hen
Hair unkempt, appearance unclean
But the joy on his face- so pure so serene.

That's when it dawned
Bliss cannot be found, cannot be drawn
You can be as happy as you have never been
If you are truly happy within!

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