The retreat

Is there a place that one can go
to truly be alone
to escape the hustle of our lives
and traffics monotone
Is there a place where I can sit
notepad and pen in hand
And capture the true nature
of this majestic land.
My needs are very simple
just somewhere to rest my head
with a simple little woodstove
and a comfortable bed
I have no need of music
for nature plays my song
I will fall asleep to crickets
and awake to sparrows throng
I will read alone by candlelight
the poems of the day
And think of friends I left behind
who would love to live this way
But for now all this is just a dream
that one day may come true
And it seems a little closer
no that its been shared with you

ICARUS
Sounds like utopia my friend, its out there somewhere on gods green earth, that little slice of happiness waiting for you. Now just go find it :-)

ju
beautiful dream of a poem. a little scottish island would do me- i like this so, so much.

kath
Sounds like heaven on earth - I drift round my current abode like a scared ghost - to long for peace and privacy, to long for solitary contemplation and for the stresses and demands of life to fade away is beautifully expressed here. Myself, I have often thought of becoming a nun, but the God thing is a bit of a stumbling block - your idea sounds better. Ta! :) kath xxx