Escape…

Escaping to my mountainside retreat,

Hanging over the ocean, I do feel quite elite,

The front porch complete with a swinging seat,

Palm trees and waterfalls abound to make it complete…

The smell of lilac bushes do scent the air,

No need for scented candles,

As wild flowers have no compare,

Tis’ a long hike to my retreat, no cars up there,

In a place I cannot find, I know not where…

Does this place exist in my dreams?

To find it sometimes I have to go to extremes,

Or just listen to the music of a flowing stream,

When sitting on my porch I do listen to the Supremes…

Hiding from society here I do,

Its solitude and remoteness do keep me from feeling blue,

The full moon seems to stay within my view,

I can only say to the gods for this dream, thank you…!

          © ed ~ 1/1/05