Where Lies True Bliss?

Where encased is the secret of bliss Is it encoded in any talisman abstruse? Does it linger unseen on the face of angelic babes Who, with smiles and laughter create such heavenly vibes? Can it be in the eyes of charming belles Who hold the world under their mesmerizing spells? Or is it in the heroic deeds of valiant men Who, on the face of death, undaunted remain? Can we behold it in the brilliance of the rising sun Or in the serene calm of the misty twilight dawn? Does bliss hover on the banks of streaming brooks Or on the heights of snow clad mountain peaks Can it be with fair Venus- Queen of Love Or in the arrows speeding from amorous Cupid's bow Does it glisten in the silvery beams of the shining moon Or in the setting sun's embers of amber and maroon Can it be somewhere in heavens so high Beneath the fluffy clouds quietly gliding neigh Can sweet Paradise be the seat of bliss Where seraphs sing, angels dance and nothing is amiss Nay, it surely resides not in worlds beyond But here on Earth, in the union of hearts with love abound.