Bliss..

It's true that I have always avoided living in bliss..
Because it's fleeting..
Because it's momentary..
Because it never lasts..
Was it because I always so scared of it?..
An answer I'm sure I will never obtain..
I only know that today..
Today, I experienced and lived in this.

Learning the new things I do..
Physically..
Mentally..
Even from complete strangers..
Who with a heart full of compassion..
Offer complete strangers the opportunity to learn..

Laughing..
Doing..
Living..
Things I have yet to grasp..
And am learning..
I just know that in bliss I learn..
But, is it the right way?..
Am I learning the right things?..

Bliss was always a term that described the lives of the child..
The life.. Of the primary child..
And would eradicate itself in meaning completely once maturity occurred.
Only to re-introduce itself as a false reality..
A thought based purely from a pessimistic perspective..
But, is this only cause I had to learn it this way?..