What bliss means to me...
Where the smooth gray road seems never ending, by whose side little patches of greenery,alternated with farmers' acres of growing crops are there to give company, Where the sun shines ever so gently & the light cool breeze wafts through and plays with your face, Where life seems all so easy and simple, to just walk through palm trees and be greeted by scarecrows across fields, Where nothing seems to be amiss & we have all the time in the world & life seems to be a bliss, & where the traditional and modern ways of life blend together