Rustling sounds of leaves and branches

brushing pass each other, away from the mansions

Looking at the vibrant mural the sky has painted

My eyes relax into a close, I felt sedated

Here I sit, a good distant from the city

Underneath a willow tree that’s O so pretty

At the tip of the hill, the glowing sun goes into hiding

Birds return home tweeting and gliding

I’ve never been more at peace

What I have learned is everyone leaves

From chaos to peace, I learned to release

The painful and toxic

Alone, I taught myself to love

The grateful and nontoxic