
"In The Slow Tempo of a Picnic"
In the slow tempo of a picnic
Or a breath-
Bliss:
A composition of our own making.
A state of grace
On a sunny afternoon
Playing in the grass,
For a gathering of sensual pleasures.
A spiritual destination.
There are castles, peace and bird song
In the experience of you again.
Nirvana found
In the Light we share.
This story will be continued by Dagma.
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