Sometimes when my world seems hectic, and I've had about all I can take, I seek "woodland peace."
I'm tired,
I want to find
A pine needle covered
tote road
to follow to its end.
I no longer need
the concrete
sidewalk or glaring
streetlights of town.
The full moon
can give me
the peace I so desperately
seek.
Let me lie down
next to a tumbling brook,
allowing it to lull
me to sleep.
If I awake, all is fine.
If not, at least
I'll be
Where I found my peace.
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