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Natural Bliss


Now, being alone and facing

The gargantuan forms of mankind’s inevitable pursuits,

While the buildings lean over and pervade shadows

Over my physical existence,

I strive for the innate feelings

That are universal within each human

Despite faith, despite predisposition, despite virtue,

For the things that all humans can feel.

And so,

As I crawl to the edificial end of man’s natural manifest destiny,

I fall

or rather I float,

As gravity takes me underneath its wings,

The sublime feelings presides as my body self actualizes,

Unto this reality.

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