After my Sweet Moment of Hush

Teddy.15

 

Is there no way out of the mind?
you would think a door or window would help?
sometimes it feels as if it will explode inside my head 
some days I can hear my pulse 
blood pumping, as mind rummages 
I often wonder if I could possibly remove myself from it?
escape for a while?
every now and again?
just to be in a quiet place
within?
 
perhaps sitting in a meadow surrounded by pink tulips 
sunshine and blue skies
silence and peace 
birds singing in the oak tree 
without my mind 
and all it's hustle 
 
I could certainly be spoilt in luxury couldn't I?
 
but of course... 
I'd most probably want it back
after my sweet moment of hush.  
 
 
 
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  • sorenbarrett

    Teddy we grow so accustomed to what we are used to that even a headache one misses when it is gone. A wonderful poem that posits this idea and we long for what we don't have, covet others peace, are jealous of others gilded goods, sell our souls to obtain them and find that they are not what we wanted. We return to the familiar. Very nicely written

    • Teddy.15

      I am always fascinated with the mind dear sorrenbarret how it can play us! Thank you my dear friend. 🌹

    • Thomas W Case

      Brilliant work, sweet Teddy.

      • Teddy.15

        Thank you so much my dear Thomas 💕

      • Goldfinch60

        That silence and beauty calms our mind Teddy so that we can move on in life.

        Andy

        • Teddy.15

          Yes, we all need it at some point dear Andy. Thank you. 🌹



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