Escape
A quiet, tranquil space
Isolated from the human race
Shuttered from life's obsessive chase
Disappearing without a trace
No itinerary; no suitcase
Fleeting time to erase
Solitude, serenity to encase
A staggered, slow pace
Only my thoughts to embrace
All expectations, challenges efface
Billowy dreams my saving grace
Copyright © Stephen Parker | Year Posted 2011
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