The Perfect Panacea
Anxious and stressed and unable to breath
your heart is pumping for the peace that you need
take yourself right away for the whole of the day to a place
of solitude
of peace
and of calm
where you gaze at the birds some so rare and unheard
through a pair of binoculars held in your palm
an owl
a falcon
or maybe a skylark
the perfect panacea, respite for your heart and mind
your symmetry restored you no longer feel entwined
written 25th April 2019
HONORABLE MENTION
Contest APRIL 2019 PREMIER 9,ANY THEME,ANY FORM,UPTO A MAX OF 14
Sponsor Brian Strand
Honorable Mention
Copyright © Ann Gilmour | Year Posted 2019
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