A Mountain View

A gaze down the valley supersedes my mind,
An unseen scene is all I get a vision of,
Someone has poured this white vapour,
Trees peep out from neath the endlessness,
Flowing rivers of fog, take away my maculate possessions.

When winds turn into breezes and breezes to bliss,
The sun finds a way out from enigma.
Sunshine embraces the valley in ebullience,
When the rains had caressed the blooming greens,
Perhaps the birds have known the secrets,
Whispered by the Divine Mother.

And as I move with clouds,
So I see the great panacea they will to liberate,
But even tremendous seems the burden inside me,
O Heavens! Shower the elixir, for my wait nears eternity,
That the beatitude engulfs me as vapours.

The senses perhaps cannot perceive the greatness,
Words cannot meddle in the colloquy of souls,
The day would pass but may tranquil realms remain,
Let unfold the ceaseless book of Hers page after page,
And page after page.

As sun sinks into the infinite horizon,
With skies from above and beneath,
Felling their draperies to proclaim dusk,
As the sun closes its lids with one last breath,
Promise that you will reveal yourself tomorrow,
And day after day,
Till your rays become mine and I become you,
And all darkness fades away.