Poems by T.J. Swisher - Serenity's Sanctuary

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here in the reaches of the maples and oaks,
beneath the faded designs
of the June sun through their leaves,
lies a piece of the untouched world,
where the wind stricken water reflects
the passing time,
in the shattered images of billowing
clouds held far above,

morning doves, encircling hawks and geese,
play brass in the symphony of sound,
bull frogs deep within their patches of
catty nine tails bellow bass,
the raw air intertwines through the saplings
softly addings woodwinds to the growing sound,
great white pines sway in beat against the breeze,

far beyond the reaching hand the cummulating clouds,
battle for dominance against the
tanning rays of the sun,,
the edge of the water breaks occasionally,
to the large mouth bass jumping for a fly
from the latest hatch,

here is the solitude, serenity, sanctuary,
away from life's uncertainties,
uncertainties of work and health,
where the only one to please is
the tattered soul within,

if all reality could see,
the simplicity beyond the obvious tall
grass and ripened trees,
and forget the urban world,
forget the insurmountable pile
of growing bills,
multitude of bottles of pills,
the schedule of time to the minute,
we all might find we're better off,

still problems await where my sanctuary
meets the asphalt,
and complexity overrides the simple,
this place will have to wait,
for the reality caught in the urban frenzy,
to crash,
and silence of man to fall,
before the symphony is heard,
and solitude, serenity, and sanctuary
will become one with all.
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