Is this but a feeling
That often slowly
Crawls right through you
In slow motion of warmth
Even a thousand miles apart

Is this more than a feeling
That rises sheepishly
From deep within
Never in expression
Even if a million smiles together

Is this all but a feeling
That wipes clean
Every smudge of sadness
Every scratch of hurt, parked
By the conscious mind

Is this not just a feeling
That showers white light
Of happiness
In every waking hour
Even in the stillness of the night

Is this only but a feeling
Simply a teeny weeny feeling
In complete surrender
In sweet release
Till the arrival of the next big feeling deep within

Is this becoming you ?