Under the trees and on the river

Here I find my rest

No voices beckon or holler here

It’s just silence of the water

The Willows bend towards love

The Oaks stand sturdy like men

And here I paddle my little boat

Away from yanks of mayhem 

Here in my vessel along side

A pad of paper and stylets

Drawing the river banks foliage

Writing sonnets on summers eve

Knowing my trip of peace ~ ends

As soon as I dock in a few yards

And the bustle and echoes repeat

The voices return to anchor 

Me to The Earth again

But, tomorrow will come soon

With another journey alone

My vessel will be filled again

Gliding the serene river of mine

Found on the banks of Serenity

Stopping anxious time

 

 

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