quiet and beautiful

There is a lovely place to go and sit.
It is still and quiet and beautiful.
It is trees and water and rocks and grass.
You can feel free to read
or write
or daydream…
it is entirely your choice.
I miss it when I don’t visit frequently.
I miss it when I get busy.
I get sad when I miss it.
But when I return,
I am refreshed instantly.
What joy!
What rapture!
What happiness floods my thirsty soul!
Oh that I could abide~
never ending days of soft autumn cool
never restless heart
never rushing feet
never straying soul.