Ocean of bliss 

 Pallets of dust and the warmth of the faint sun

Perched upon the cherry tree

An angel singing some melody

Light breeze of comfort

Making the clouds dance to the beat

A touch of crimson red

And the sweetness of the perfect dream

Somewhere in some corner

The world is still

So still that you can hear yourself breath

If only I could find that calmness in this chaotic maze of life

I would go back and sing my favourite lines.