Where I Go

A place I go to
Every year
Ablaze and humming
Season to season
A riot of serenity. 

Just thinking
About it
Stirs the heart
Fires the bones
Cleanses the mind. 

What better place
For being
For drinking 
For watching
For kissing
For loving?

There is no
Traffic of clutter
Here – rather
The hushed calm
Of earth’s pleasing 
Charms. 

A place I want
To show you. 
A place awash 
In ardent colour. 

We all need these places
We all need these places. 

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