State of mind? Feeling?

Contentment?

Satisfaction?

Pleasure? Fulfilling?

Oh, are you that complex?

Are you the moon

stars and the sun?

That every one should moaned?

Oh, so elusive and clever.

We know there are two forms

Earthly and heavenly

but both are norms

Oh, what a quintessential

Choose one or both

But we can’t

Neither can we vote

Oh, a caesura of pure awe

Pure mind is your core

Prayers and kindness ours,

and the world needs a score

Oh, how astute you are

Physical we have

Spiritual we ain’t

nor we have white dove

Oh, what shall we do?

To eliminate suffering, craving

Happiness will follow

like one’s own shadow, forgiving

Oh, that’s our central concept

Then true happiness

a natural state of the soul

When liberated from all karmas, blessedness

knowledge and perception are ours to own