Sitting quietly in a trance
Listening to Dvorak
The slow glorious sound started
I was in euphoria
Taken to another place
Where peace reigned
And all was well
The slowness of life was with me
No rush, no hurry
Just me and the music
That took me there
Took me to that place of peace.
- Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 6th, 2021 02:06
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 38
Comments5
A fine write Gold, and a fine place to be. You got that Hovis bread - that advert?!
Thanks Orchi. No I don't have the Hovis, I make my own bread and it is better than Hovis's's's'. Saying that it was a great advert.
Andy
Ah the pleasures of a self indulgent single life. That place of peace next to the ironing board.
True d a.
Ironing board? Ironing board? Sorry don't recognise that.
Andy
Will I get wings, I would fly to that place of peace
fine write Andy.
I will be there waiting Amon.
Andy
Smooth read Goldfinch.
Thank you Jerry.
Andy
May that slow glorious sound never leave your appreciative heart dear friend. A wonderful piece of music to take any listener into a few moments of peace.
It surely will Fay, thank you for your wonderful comment.
Andy
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