Mountains of bliss

I sit silently in my mind

On top of a snow capped mountain

I clear every thought from my mind

I watch a golden eagle soaring

On expansive wings

I hear just the wind passing through its wings

But other than that I hear absolutely nothing

In solitude I sit here

In a mindful and still state

Aware of my surrounding

But with absolutely no thoughts

I see the white glistening snow

And wisps of white clouds cross my sight

Impervious to the cold

As I let my soul go

And let my essence flow

Out across the mountain tops

Soaring with the golden eagle

On wings of love

On a current of inner peace

And pure bliss and tranquility.