Set Me Free
Please grant me the gift of seclusion
To be free, from where all others go,
An escape, a cleanse of confusion
Time alone and an end to the show.
Let me roam upon the hinterland
Explore, the early hints of the breeze,
Walk in the sun ‘til darkened and tanned
Hear the birds as they flit through the trees.
Nest me beside a mirror flat lake
Enjoy nights, gazing up at the stars.
Back to a spell that’s simple not fake
Where only land, possesses times’ scars.
Place me beside a pure highland stream
View wildlife as it ducks, plays, and weaves,
Breathe in fresh air, with eyes closed, and dream
Watch morns’ dew as it tickles green leaves.
Set me upon a tall mountain peak
Watch mist gently caressing the ground,
Immerse in spaces simply unique
Unwind where the worlds' wonders abound.
Copyright © Mark Woods | Year Posted 2016
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