In All

A beatific smile escapes my lips,
Conquering all my doubts,
And in ecstasy I live knowing…

I’m the painter of my world,
Mystery is a facade of fun,
Tribulation, a conscious cloak.

Unseen, unbounded,fathomless fantasies,
Are I weaving in all planes,
Master of play and ploy!

Once a blossoming bud, then dying dirt,
As a nagging wife and blushing bride,
In all I pervade and prevail.