“Escape”
Every day I escape
A retreat into my perfect place
Where moonbeams reflect off silver streams
And rainbow-colored butterflies
Dance on thin legs
On the tips of delicate veiny leaves
Sprouting from ancient gnarled oaks
A place where every loved one who has passed
Gathers to enjoy
The collective wisdom of a million lives
The adventures of one life combined
They speak to me in quiet love
In a single language, we each understand
The music of the breeze
And the rubbing of a cricket’s feet
Older than time remembered
The only tears are those of joy
An epiphany so splendid
And pain, a distant memory
Is understood in gratitude
Each moment every day
All is still and time does not exist
My Eden is always here
Inside of me
A sweet serenity
My real self lives here
I visit her every day
No travel plans or bag to pack
In the plush warm grass under a sunshine sky
Or in the cozy haven of my home
All I have to do is sit
I close my eyes and drift
And every day I journey
To my perfect place
My lovely escape
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