Its a restfulness of heart,
A state of pure static pleasure,
An ecstatic stillness
This is the ideal state of mankind,
A place where every soul longs to get back to,
The carnal soul cannot find the way back,
Except one that chooses to be child-like,
And embraces the way the truth and the life.
And there in the place of worldly folly,
But heavenly wisdom,
The child-like heart finds the path,
That leads back to the lost heritage,
The eternal bliss.
