The Way

A place so beautiful.

Every time I am here it looks different.

As if someone embellished it just for me.

I somehow feel it was waiting for my one gaze to fall on it.

As I cast my eyes on it,I feel it shying away.

As I move around I feel its blushing.

It smiles my smile.

Every single time I look at it, it looks new altogether.
Yet something tells me its the same place.

I don't know what.

I know not the way to this place.

Yet I happen to come here so often.

Every time I feel You,

I am magically transported to this lovely place.

You are the way to this place called Bliss in my Mind.