The Bluebird of Happiness

The Bluebird of happiness

Descends through space

With the bird of paradise,

Flowing with beauty,

Aspiration,

Through those ethereal plains

Of the inner soul,

Floating,

Aimlessly in the sea of thoughts

Trickling and bubbling

Like an eternal spring with life, happiness,

With that god like atmosphere,

Where everything is filled with

The white light,

Which dances like an angel

With magnificent brilliance,

For now the bird is truly free.

Copyright © 2005 Gregory Axel-Lute