It comes out of the blue.

A change.

Transcendence from normalcy to the place of a king.

A feeling that cannot be manifested into being.

A kind of bliss no drug can cause.

An elevation of being.

***

I rise on the heat.

Carried by wings of the butterflies I can feel.

My own song and dance.

Tranquility and calm no music can cause.

Manic happiness without insanity.

The best day out of good days

***

Handed to me on the finest silver platter.

Raised up beyond my actual position.

A kindness I never asked for or earned.

Intoxicating beyond wildest dreams.

Comfort like royalty sat on the best velvet seat.

A oneness with all around me.

***

It never lasts, though I wish it could.

If it was a drug, I would happily overdose.

Curled up with a smile on my face.

Perhaps that is the point of it being so rare.

Safely out of reach to avoid destruction.

Why true peace is such a magnificent state of being.