Escapade

Hello World!
There are times when you really feel the need to refill yourself mentally and physically….
These days, am just dreaming and day-dreaming about being lost on an isolated island…cut from the 24 hr / 7 days negative breaking news, from society, from everyone….



I dream of finding the peace in myself … no more minding with the tickling clock of time and life…lazing under a balancing hammock…face to the winds…under the playful shadows of some trees….the waves crashing and mumbling against the shore….



Or floating on the constant swinging moves of the ocean…face to the blue sky…free and liberate…letting the flow to carry you…



The irresistible call of evasion… like the mesmerizing song of the sirens tempting and tormenting Ulysses and his crew…



This is my return to myself….my daily dreamy escapade….



I end today on one of my favorite poems - The Emerald Sea

Some quiet evening when the tide is low

I shall slip my mooring and sail away

With no response to the friendly hail

Of kindred craft in the busy bay

In the silent hush of the twilight pale

When the night stoops down to embrace the day

And the voices call in the waters’ flow

Some quiet evening when the tide is low

I shall slip my mooring and sail away

Through the purpling shadows that darkly trail

Over the ebbing tide of the Emerald sea

I shall fare me away, with a dip of sail

 And a ripple of water to tell the tale

Of a lonely voyager sailing away

To the Mystic isles where at anchor lay

The crafts of those who have sailed before

Over the Emerald sea to the unknown shores

A few who have watched me sail away

Will miss my craft from the busy bay

Some friendly ships that were anchored near

Some loving souls that my heart hold dear

In silent sorrow will drop a tear

But I shall have peacefully furled my sails

In moorings sheltered from storm or gale

And greeted the friends who have sailed before

Over the Emerald sea to the unknown shore

Cheers