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Take me to the countryside

Take me to the countryside 
where all the daffodils grow
fresh perfume saturating the air
dispersing sensational aroma
in the atmosphere.
Take me to the countryside
to inhale the balmy fragrance
of mother earth,
to walk on grassy lands
and hold each other hands.
Take me to the countryside
to gaze at the swaying trees, 
and listen to them humming breathlessly 
 in the chilly breeze.
enchanting birds singing in the gusty afternoon,
dancing vigorously to their melodious  tune.
Take me to the countryside 
where all the natural things grow,
tangerine, oranges , banana and  kiwi fruit.
homemade yogurt ,sweet yam
and fresh milk from grandpa’s lamb.
Take me to the countryside
to coalesce with earthy peasants, 
to run up and down the cornfield 
and waddle through onion beds.
Soak me in nature, 
and replenish my aching soul
purge my agonizing wound,
and distill my sorrowful tune.
My soul yearns for spiritual fulfillment
to drown the chaos from the external environment,
mineral water and running streams,
strumming guitars and melodious flutes
are singing harmoniously,
and whispering the truth.
lead me to a place of comfort,
a place where I can breathe,
a place of beauty and incomparable dreams.
Take me to the countryside
to mingle with the animals,
to go horseback riding,
and camp on the mountain top.
Take me away from this hopelessness,
to a place of peace and quietness.
Take me away from this desolation
and find away to solve this confusion.
I want to be free,
free from this burden and misery,
so take me with you before you leave.
When I close my eyes and count to three
at the sound of the whistle
I charge you to set me free.

©2013 Christine Phillips

Copyright © Christine Phillips

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  1. Date: 7/27/2013 4:38:00 PM
    a lot of imagery in this poem ;} Thank you for reading my The Great Swan,,, the woods is a metaphor for the sick body ;}

  1. Date: 7/26/2013 5:42:00 PM
    Very nice. Should be a song. Love it. Kilemr

  1. Date: 4/28/2013 10:06:00 AM
    An wonderful poem full of descriptive scenery. Makes me want to take a trip to the countryside and listen to mother nature's harmony. love phyl

  1. Date: 4/24/2013 9:16:00 PM
    Let's all go... I loved this little jaunt to the countryside. SuZ

  1. Date: 4/22/2013 11:52:00 AM
    Cool poem. I like how you kept repeating "take me to the countryside" that is a great poetic device, kind of like setting apart each new "paragraph" of thought!

  1. Date: 4/20/2013 9:48:00 AM
    Take me with you and we will go to war no more forever. Rock on! michael