Ohh bliss what do you say, <br />do you have a voice today? <br />Where may I find your joy, <br />which I remember as a boy? <br /> <br />Ahh bliss where are you now, <br />hidden under frown of brow? <br />Where may I find your sound, <br />which surely must be all around? <br /> <br />Hmm bliss what is it that I miss, <br />as I go on with that and this? <br />Where may I find your smile, <br />in each and every hour and mile? <br /> <br />Yes I can feel it now, <br />the harmony of the sky and clouds, <br />the moon's revolving round, <br />earth's harvest after plough. <br /> <br />It is a dance eternal found <br />the sweetest movement in all sound; <br />and never will be missed, <br />as by that bliss this life is kissed.<br /><br />David Taylor<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dance-59/
