
You know that place where
The nights fall
And the days get buried
The place where
Rivers run
Rainbows fade
And breezes fall silent
That’s the place
I need to find
So I can rest
Far away
From this place
You know that place where
The nights fall
And the days get buried
The place where
Rivers run
Rainbows fade
And breezes fall silent
That’s the place
I need to find
So I can rest
Far away
From this place
This conjures dreams of a mountain cabin – no phone, no TV, no internet, and the entertainers all with feathers or fur.
LikeLiked by 1 person
That sounds so nice.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
HASTY – Wishing for escape and peace
LikeLike
Awesome! Makes me wonder of the current location. Love how you created still some sense of it without ever directly giving the details.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I wanted it to be anywhere that was where someone wanted to be. I guess this is common in that some people are always wanting to be somewhere else. The grass is always greener type thing. But for me here is where my brain wants to kill me and there maybe my brain likes me 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Well, hopefully you can find somewhere it likes you for sure. Again, it’s a well-written piece.
LikeLiked by 1 person
That place so quickly becomes this place. No place to run or hide, or something like that. Still the thought of that place is calming, if only for a moment.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Sometimes it’s any place away from this place 💕
LikeLike
Well written words with powerful imagery. Enjoyable read.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you
LikeLike
I enjoy your deep thoughts!
LikeLike