The Place

Where do you go
When all seems lost?
What would you give
If at any cost?

There is such a place
I found to be true,
No crossed-up buildings
Nor books bound in blue.

No theory, No meetings,
No discussion in rings,
Find a quiet place,
For the heart to sing.

Erase all your thoughts,
And aimless wandering.
Be still, young man,
As best you can.

consider yourself as
Next to nothing,
See the wind blow
No direction foretold.

Wait for the hands
With something magic;
A peaceful presence,
Not something tragic.

There is such a place,
Just watch and breathe,
Soon sleep will fade,
As if drawn by the sea.

-Randall-