Red Bliss

 

Pull the rope

that rings the Red Bell

to chime in a tone of hope

with an everlasting glorious resonance!

red bell  I walk in Red High Heeled Shoes…. red shoes

….Along a Red Hued path

in a warm Red Forrest

whose branches embrace me

and stroke me and happily bend

to my stride.

red forrestAt the end of the warm Red Hued path

White Snow

A wooden bench in white snow

A Red Pot of a lovely beverage with two red cups .

They wait for me

in the snow

And HE waits for me

And the snow is cold, but beautiful. red tea pot and cupsAnd when the pot is empty.

The Red Door opens

And we both relish peaceful

unfettered

comfortable

Warm Red Bliss.

red doorCheers!!!

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