Out There
Complete with harmony
Released into the country
the soul sighs with relief
the bliss of solitude
golden however brief.
The clanging and the clatter
of suburban hustle
upsetting settled thoughts
with the constant bustle.
The humming of the silence
And rustle of the leaves
the electrically silent evenings
creep silently like thieves.
Into the very being
and centre of the soul
to join up fractured parts
and make the jigsaw whole.
I yearn for magic moments
far from the steps of men
a spiritual awakening
akin to in the Zen.
Leave city lights behind
the noise and cacophony
replaced with silent solace
complete with harmony.
Without a quiet retreat
the mind’s thoughts scatter
unable to distinguish then
the things that really matter.
The whisper of the nocturne
as stars fall from the sky
the scent of eucalyptus
stay with me till I die.
©.David Rudder
2nd March 2021
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