BLISSfully BLESSED

BLISSfully BLESSED
By Gabriel E. Nunez

Time flies
my minds eye 3rd intuition type vision’s on a mission to pass time by
engine running on that secret stuff
bound to catch up
but never be found out in the aftermath of passing time as time realized it needs wings not hands to fly.
constantly moving only as fast as time itself
it wasn’t until I grasped my hands around the fact I have fingers that I became clockwise.
tocking back to that once overbearing tick of clocks wisdom
no more imprisoned by sensations of future near boat misses
I cant miss the boat if I try
To
Why do times change while
People stay the same
I re-arrange.
a trait I’m thankful for
only sore when I soar
fly by my lonesome till my wings span beyond reach
and awake to the sound of sound sleep
my rest is my nest
uninterrupted till death do us part
even my heart has heart
now tell me what you love more than this
clever expressions of bliss from ft. bliss
I’m BLISSful.