Escape

a poem written in a moment......

The cabin on the hill

sits in solitude,

beckons to spirit to refresh.

Enhanced by nature's light

to exalt ones soul.

Rising above man's cares and toils,

free as the breeze  among trees,

soothed by the rhthyms of rain.

Life shared with earths essence,

each flow of our breath a song.

we arrive to escape for that moment,

and indeed have escaped, soaring,

blessed with this chosen opportunity.

Reviews

[Wildfleour]

Sounds like a slice of perfection.

[Cool Handless Luke]

do you like frost or emerson? your style reminds me of them. beautiful work.

[cest la vie]

This sounds like a wonderful place to "escape" to and soothe the soul.
Simple in style, yet deep in meaning.