Solace In LIfe.

Slowly, walking on the path,

My River slowly sliding by.

The chill of the breeze

Disturbing the calm,

Causing ripples to run by my side.

The rippling mirroring

The thoughts within my mind.

The pools of stillness

Where the wind doesn’t reach,

That echo the oases of calm within me.

The calmness coming over me

As my walk takes me further

Into the natural world,

Away from the traffics noise.

All is now quiet,

Just the sounds of the birds

Accompanying my thoughts.

A robin flying by my side

Sharing my path to peace.

That peace now restored,

Restored for the moment.

As I return I look across My River

To see a graveyard, so recently visited.

The place where my friend now lays,

Free from the concerns of this world

And communing with his beloved Hardy.

I stop and think of Malcolm

And his gentle poetic ways.

I move on and slowly return

To a different reality.

The traffics noise getting louder.

The ripples returning on My River,

And in my mind.

Back to the real world

But knowing that My River

Will always be there for me;

To give solace in my life.