The unusual nature of my current mood does

Not seem familiar,

For what is this feeling that bothers me yet soothes

The deepest cave

Within the highly uneven chambers of my

Mind? The illuminant

Beauty strikes and beats me. For the first moment in

My life, pain will not

Relate along with the hard pounding in my once

Hollow chest. I believe

I have been touched by happiness.

Deep within the eyes that once dripped tears, I saw a

Tree shaded in deep light.

Buried beneath these ears that once recorded

My cries of sorrow,

I heard the sweet lullabies of the morning songbird,

Dressed in a white coat.

Its voice rose above the highest human pitch,

Yet had a drowning depth

That soothed and smoothed even the roughest portions

Of my jagged heart.

Its head turned to and fro in a most graceful manner

That even kings would

Bow to its beauty that lies beyond comprehension. I

Believe I have been

Touched...

By happiness.

I slowly reached out my hand and touched the green grass.

The blades ran through my

Hands that once clenched in pain, unbearable and sharp.

The grass ran through my

Hands and textured them with the feel of a feather

So smooth that it felt

As though it was composed solely of vaporized

Cotton, light and dry.

 My feet stayed put on the almost nonexistent

Ground. My toes dug deep

Into the cool dirt that absorbed the heat and pressure

From my head to toe.

I slowly walked through the dove-soft emerald carpet

Towards the white tree.

Its light was bright, indeed, but not painful to my eyes,

As it was covered

With strips of silk-like leaves with a white, milky shine.

The bird sat there amidst

The fog-hidden light, peacefully chriping its lullaby

And flapping its pure

Wings with grace and peace. Yet what was this I saw?

Sitting atop the

Tree of Light, I saw Him and only Him.

And as I gazed into His magnificent beauty,

I saw Him, just as

He knew me. For the last time we met was our last

Glimpse. The Boy fell off,

Landing softly in my arms, and as we lay there,

I knew, not believed, that

I had been touched

By happiness.

I shall never let go, I wish. I desire this

To remain with me, though impossible to keep.

So, I keep this hidden heart sealed in here.

Take my soul

Into your beauty.

Happiness,

You have come at last.

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Posted by My Opinion 2008-02-07 14:09:40 nicely done Great poem, you have captivated me. + Report this comment
Posted by sundrops 2008-02-08 11:39:00 .... Well written. You've got some actual potential. :) + Report this comment
Posted by R.E.Potter 2008-02-08 11:53:16 ,,, Not one to understand deep moving poem,,,but it sounded good to me. + Report this comment
Posted by June Lunare 2008-02-09 09:03:17 Hmmm... Thanks. + Report this comment
Posted by chaabuk 2008-08-13 13:27:11 Happiness It must have been a relief to find happiness at long last! A mna who has lived under the shadow of pain and sorrow finds happiness. It must be tasting sweet. Liked it. + Report this comment

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