Sequestered
Living in a quieter world
There’s a place I can race
when thoughts are caught between
living in a quieter world
that’s not seen on a screen.
In these quieter moments
I find my thoughts can seep
into sequestered hideaways
a river wide and deep.
Where my mind is satisfied
far from the rat race
and ideas are magnified
as I move to a new place.
Feelings I’ve had hidden
can emerge from the haze
into a place that is mine
where moments turn to days.
I keep my mind sequestered
where no one else has been
a place I feel peaceful
in another scene.
And drink the magic moments
often visualised
a fortune rare as diamonds
changed and crystallised.
Pieces of the past transform
and autumn turns to gold
in a world sequestered
a place out of the cold.
Where happiness is harnessed
far from the push and shove
an experiential feeling
the precious gift of love.
©
David Rudder
29th April 2020
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