BEATITUDE

You have become the reason of glee
You have grown into the joy of my eyes
You have emerged as my laughter
and all the happy things here after

I began to merge,
To tumble, and be equable
Since I avowed you
I am looming towards you

Every jaunt, every question,
Every Odyssey that I take
You belong with me every journey I take
You belong with me as a beatitude...