Our Uncharted Island

Our Uncharted Island. . This infernal uncertain chaotic world Is markedly spinning out of control Making it so difficult at times For reality to take a hold . We can often be brought down to our knees And feel dejected battered and bruised By the bitter coldness and disregard of others No matter what path we choose . Everyone needs a place to escape to And lick their wounds Werther it be a secret place Or the private space of a bedroom . Others look inside themselves Mediate or dream Or recapture memories Of things they have done or places they have been . Meditation and quiet contemplation May calm the savage beast Finding solace in emptiness Calming soul mind and body We much needed abundant peace . The mind is an uncharted island That few can ever breach A place where thought and imagination In isolation can bring a sweet release . For many incarcerated by circumstance Their uncharted island may provide a welcoming escape From the prison of the mind And through imagination and fantasy travel to another place . A human safety valve to release burdened pressure Some find solace in a bottle or addiction Giving temporary escape and pleasure . Whatever life throws at us As it often does Escape to your uncharted island After all we're all just flesh and blood. . Peter Dome©2020.