I become lost
In the awesomeness of reality
The perpetual zest that rests
Incredibly amongst the huge
Luscious landscape
The gorgeous green trees
The exquisite, breezy river
That radiates electric enchantment
In the atmosphere

I long to devour
The deliciously divine ambrosia
That lies in the nethermost caves
Glow in gratification, rich, refined
Artful ardor, blooming enthusiastically
Sweet-flavored thoughts evolving
Without rhyme or reason
As I concede to the perennial streams
Of sereneness far and near