In the hustle of life
The forest is a retreat
The sandy path gently leads
To a harbour of peace
Between the tall trees
Even the sunset is muted
Birds are slowly settling down
Not a leaf is stirring
Not a kangaroo to be seen
Everything is in a harmonious stasis
My steps are crunching the peace
Leave your worries there
Breath and heal your soul
Feel the blissful instant
No demands, no challenges
Exist simply in the moment
Following the path.
Lucette C. Bailliet
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