Thursday, 29 January 2015

The Evening Is Come.

The evening is come. Come to take me home. It is not a place I go. Rather, it is the place I find within. A place to find peace, reflection and soulful joy. To allow myself the quiet that is often lost while the world is too busy to notice. It is the freedom of being on ones own. This place I long for most of all.

To rest your head upon the sweet grass. To look upon the boughs and leaves, as they shimmer in the 
delicate sunlight. 
To think, some spend a lifetime searching for heaven, when all that is needed is to lie down and look up.

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