Respite

Respite

By May Kwek

Spirit me away mind and soul

To a place of sunlight gold

For nothing bades me here to stay

For respite I must fly away

To a quiet glen

In the woods somewhere

Where the tall trees grow

And the air is fair

Where the sun shines like music

Down through gentle leaves

Which to a songless tune

Sways in the breeze

All around is quiet

Content is drunk to the soul

For here life seems steady

Serene and repose

The stream would ripple steadily

And time it would so measure

But here time is different

Each moment is a treasure

Each bird song, each maiden flight

The first of dawn, the last daylight

Is but a moment yet eternity

In this jewel of serenity

This is a place where the world

Would quietly fall away

And leave the recesses of the mind

Where it had often held sway

And the mind quietens

It knows where to go

And that is to the current present

And the moment that it holds

Copyright © 2015 by May Kwek