I walk away from the city stress
To stroll on the golden strand
No more the worries of 9 to 5
Just my footprints in the sand

I sit now on a rocky point
Above the raging sea
Face battered by the wind and rain
But it's here I love to be

I've now left the drama of rocks and sand
Left the rolling white capped waves
I sit now beneath filtered sunlight
In this songbird sunlit glade

In my hands the quill and parchment
By my side the cup of ink
Now is the time for the words to flow
Now my time to sit and think

''Tis now my time, my time of peace
To sit alone with just my thoughts
The time to leave all stress behind
To sit and pen my thoughts

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