Beautiful place

the stillness in the air 

the genty breeze 

the

sound of the birds 

in the trees

the

green and gold

colors of their

leaves

 

the

smell of the flowers

the humming 

of the bees

singing 

the last of there 

summer song

and

the gently 

stream

flowing by 

and the 

butterflies in fight

 

i sit on the grass 

i feel the last of 

the summer sun

on my face

it is so

beautiful here 

it carries me away 

to another place 

 

and i think of all the people

who have come to this place

and found their dreams 

or who have been as  lonely 

as can be

all those stories 

of them

that get untold

 

i can almost hear 

there echo here 

of people laughing and crying 

or children playing 

have fun 

running around 

trying to catch 

butterfly  in the sun

 

the stillness is still in the air 

as dusk starts to fall 

and i slowly walk away 

from this

beautiful place