Escape... or simply a brief reprieve
Lose yourself in the tangle of the trees,
Part of one, or part of many,
Trees blurring past, a glint, a sparkle....
Catching your eye, to re-enter the world is the choice.
Pause.
Center, always remember to blur the edges
One step, then two. Slowly forget the world around you
Forgetting and yet remembering,
Losing yourself but at the same time discovering more.
Receding back as the ocean fades from the shore,
mere memories remain traces of what was, a shell waiting
Focus, focus.
Thoughts center, take in everything yet focus on nothing
Your best thinking is done this way.
Suddenly a sound pervades, permeating the silence
A soft whistling as the wind rushes past,
A humble gurgling as the river tumbles through the rocks
A higher note, a sweet tune finally bringing back awareness
Back to the world, the sounds and tangle of thoughts
The stillness and silence was nice while it lasted...