Wading through a shallow creek,
As water trickles from a filled out left cheek,
I rest myself on a hard but sturdy rock,
And I smile as I watch little fishes flock,
The sun is bright but hides from time to time behind wispy clouds,
The place is quiet but not without absence crowds,
Its tranquility, serenity, beauty....
I weep at its simplicity....
For such with such simplicity comes a whirlwind of intricate complexity,
But yet, granted alongside is the innate ability,
To appreciate, adore and cherish all that has been granted,
And to yearn for all that is desired....
Love fills every inch of this haven,
Looking ever so much as an innocently painted heaven,
Memories and lessons of life that seem to hold true,
And people who believe them and see them through,
Love and care is all that these beings share,
Doing only as their heart deems fair,
Yet, untainted is their notions,
And furthermore so their intentions,
A world where ignorance truly is bliss,
And each with actions as innocent and sweet as a child's kiss,
Purity untainted,
Courage undaunted,
Love never diminished,
Care never needing to be replenished,
Strength unshaken,
Bond unbroken,
A world of bliss at its truest,
But is it a creation at its greatest?
