Where is it a man must go?
How far must he travel?
To find a place of peace
Free of noise and rattle

It seems I am pressed
Upon each and every side
Mans noise and sound and confusion
My ears can no longer abide

Mingled within the sounds of man
My ears hear the songs of birds
They call me to a quiet place
Where only natures sounds are heard

I look I seek I strive
For a place to clear my mind
Why does it elude me so?
The quiet I hope to find

RLB