Nectar

It is such a lovely feeling.

That’s the only way I can describe it.

I felt the pure bliss of meditation while tasting that sweet nectar.

I have never been able to reach that state of mind.

I was alive in a black room full of light.

It was like I was born in a new realm.

I was floating and feeling every particle around me.

I could hear a bed squeak from miles away.

It was beautiful.

Unworldly.

There was no music.

I was dancing to the sound of the wind and the colors of the stars outside that broken window.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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