The Poet Sky


A small clearing protected by trees sunlight filtering in warm and safe

A creek trickles through birds chirp overhead the wind rustles the leaves peaceful and quiet

Maybe this place exists hidden away by nature giving shelter to those that need it

A place like this exists in my head I go there when I need a break from life

I know I can always find warmth and safety peace and quiet safety and shelter

In my safe space

#Poetry #Nature #Imagination #Peace


Lots of people have helped me They showed me how to spread my wings Lifted me up, helped me take flight But then, I didn't know where to go