Eternal Surrender to Heavenly Bliss-Version 2

Eternal Surrender to Heavenly Bliss-Version 2

 

Her life now danced with the song of withering leaves,

Each petal twirling, joyous in the breeze,

Detached from the branches of life,

Not in loss, but in celebration—

An eternal surrender to heavenly bliss.

This surrender was not defeat;

It was contentment—a peace,

A quiet knowing of purpose fulfilled,

A calm after storms of growth and striving,

As veins carried memories of battles fought,

And the earth whispered the stories of those scars.

As seasons turned, spring—the most special of all—

Closed her eyes, kissed by petals of blossoms,

Their gentle touch erasing pains and thorns,

Lifting her spirit from the trials of life’s cruel jest.

Her heart bore the weight of unimaginable troubles,

Of jealous devils and shattered blessings,

She had worked a long time to preserve her blessings and was successful but she too had a lapse…..

Of betrayals that struck like lightning,

Draining the wellspring of self-made happiness and making her exhausted brain lose her mind.

But still, she created—

Each crack in her broken heart

An opening for light, for poetry, for creative expression,

For beauty born of pain.

Now the time feels near for curtains to fall,

For dreams denied by the world to bloom in the boundless beyond…

Nobody’s life is complete , but still life has had beauty no doubt……………..

And the beauty resurfaced more burying all the troubles.

She had no complains.

In the realms of heaven, where dry lotus leaves

Give way to petals vibrant and whole,

There is peace—a sleep with no awakening,

And a promise of rebirth,

Where the burdens of this life turn into blessings

And the soul, tired, is restored.