Blissful Indulgence

Nowhere I must go.

Nothing I must do.

I lose myself

in the rising sun,

the gentle rush of waves,

the play of porpoises,

the flight of gulls.


This entry was posted in poetry.

2 comments on “Blissful Indulgence

  1. I, too, love a day with nothing scheduled. I call it a day with a lot of white space.


  2. Sounds like heaven! Lap it up! Em

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