Rapture

 

Caught up in life’s romance,

Dancing with the cosmic dance.

Partaking in its trance,

I give in to rapture’s rapture.

 

Singing sweetly the sweetest songs;

Resting hearts to where they belong;

Righting to right all the wrongs,

Rapture makes everything all right..

 

And leaves us with a delightful sigh,

No careless worries, no wonder why;

Rapture is the place no money can buy,

For its place is within our own being.

 

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