No cell tower, or Wi-Fi
Or anyone stopping off just to say an inane hi
Nor vehicles, boats, planes, to drive, fly or drift by
No land-line or mail or others chatter or chitter
Crystal air nearly hurt-bright on retinas glitter
Two wide worn walking planks over a fast moving stream
Thick perfumed pines, filigree each singular sun and moon beam
Water ripples and flow falls into horizonless liquified gleam
As there at the end of all roads rises a pathway hidden and lush
As sensual as dew cheeked lovers' first touch and awe trembled blush
Blossoms in spring, diamond ice in the snow
Once there the knowing that there is nothing to know
In provision stocked cabin by the lake of Out There
Released all attachment, cleaned free at last of all care
Such a peaceful place you have painted in my mind. Thank you, Pearl!
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Just imagine it without my car parked before the walking planks and feel free to park and stroll on in - anytime. LOL
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