Retreat
Dulcet notes rise to greet me
through the glaze of sleep.
Soothing envelope membrane
obscures light in glorious folded darkness.
Rooted in my glade of peace,
cloaked and veiled from daybreak horizon-
this timeless... supine ....heaven...
my sweet by and by.
Sanctuary of silent hopes and dreams-
undercover.
Faraway there are voices calling me
- a distant whine in the wind-
breathing and sighing
to the beat of my heart.
Jeff Dawson
Wed 8th Jul 2009 22:26
Hi Sian, feel quite tranquil after reading that, swept me away, thank you, good to see you in action again Jeff X