I Bet Heaven Is Bliss

The waves in the distance are tuned into my ears in full bass

My mind stared off into the distance, as if, I could see into space

You think my thoughts would be wrapped up in past emotion

My usual go-to...

And yet, it's nothing but everything that is defined by the ocean

The birds on the beach, frantically dance, to their own kind of beat

It's fascinating, to watch, so big in size, with teeny-tiny yellow feet

The people walking by give me quite the scenery and show

I am telling you, "the beach is the best place to go"

Who would have thought I would be sitting here on such white ground

With the brightest of sun rays kissing my skin without making a sound

It causes me to wonder if heaven is generally a far-off place...

or something that can be found in the now, if you put up a harder enough chase