Solitary Content

Most precious place to ever be
An escape from noise and people
With oceans and white waterfalls
A place to find pure ecstasy

Sitting out on a deck
And looking out
Just miles of nature
To wonder
To ponder
It isn’t hard to smell
The miles of forest ahead
Acres of leaves and three hundred foot trees
Stretch the mind to its limits

Happiness inside
Is all to feel
All you have to do
Is think
And travel to the back of your head.

published by Mi Poesía, Seth Tyler Black’s old blog-July 2007, and York Daily Record:Teen Takeover-April 2007 issue


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