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