It is her glowing feet that the

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It is her glowing feet,
That the high waters kiss,
Through her, I found myself,
And silenced lust-‘s hiss
Her name is bliss
The heavenly winds caress her cheek,
Her humble eyes, the snows resist,
Clouds battle to rain over her,
Mountains betray their mist
Her name is bliss
On her occasional voice,
Quarrelers loosen their fists,
On a glimpse of her silhouette,
Labyrinths straighten their twists
Her name is bliss
The envious waves ask among them,
What does she have, that we miss?
They will but never know,
My heart, now and then, insists
Her name is bliss
by faizan‚