John Lee

Happy Place

Voices.. chatter and noises

It\'s all I hear anymore

Worries and fears, struggles and fights

All over nothing that matters

Questions.. when the answers change nothing

Anxiety is high so I close my eyes

Take a deep breath then there

It\'s a cool breezy evening

Steam lifting from my cup

The sun setting beneath the sea

Leaving only it\'s remnant 

Golden clouds fading into blue

The only sound..

Is waves reaching their limits

Seagulls flying in for the night

The slide of a tortoise returning to its nest

Take a sip.. yeah just right, bold coffee 

Creamy and mildly sweet just like I like 

What I wouldn\'t give to live here

I call it peace but some would say..

‘Happy Place’