Bliss es joy.

 

 

      

  I enjoy meditating under trees

 

  I feel buoyant the whole day,

 

  Leaning sometimes against the firmiana

 

  Sometimes against the pine.

 

  My mind is bright as mirror

 

  Without worries,reflecting nothing.

 

  The world is green with leaves,

 

  As if a jade curtain were hung before gray cliffs.

 

  Beig is blessing enough;

 

  This feeling,it cannot be put into words.

 

                                                   K.P.L.