A Place to Face
The music.
A place to face the music, The feeling we are charmed, A walk, talk, and there’s the feeling that we are not harmed.
Sorting out the circumstances, Ways to ease the mind, A peaceful walk in the park, To leave bad news behind.
A read to feed the feeling, Thoughts we ought to ease, And to please the senses, Like the birds and bees.
In a book by Hook and Crook, A place to disappear, Into another world, A place where you are near.
Everything is different, It’s time to flick the switch, And change the way of thinking, And time to enrich.
Our minds that find the meaning, Of kindness and respect, And to accept the screening, Be in love and then connect.
To walk into the garden, And feel the earth and air, The sound of the breeze in the trees, Is there if we dare?
A place to face the music, Free to feel fine and surrender to the splendour, And let the love light shine.
©
David Rudder 2024
Thank you for reading this piece and my poetry.





