Yearning for somewhere hidden and safe,
Running from the world.
Into the shadows of trees and wood,
Desperately searching for the place.
Around an oak I step with care
Over silky green grass
and soil that sits bare
Through entangled vines I find my way
Tranquil water fills my sight
encircled and caged by land
But proud to reflect the sun’s light.
Water pours over rocks above, streaming down
through the air it falls with grace
Splashing into piles of brush covering the ground.
I find a spot to lay peacefully in the shade
Watching the moon push the day away
the sky grows darker, blue and gray
I smile as the stars come out to play
Crickets chirp softly by side
Others fall fast asleep
Each enjoying a splendid dream
As I give thanks to the night
But reality overcomes
Encouraged by a thunderous voice
So I leave my thoughts behind
Sadly, I don’t have a choice.
Pic thanks to Hoax Slayer