Bidding me a fair hello,

the wind blows

a kiss upon my face,

as I am walking along

this beautiful place.

Oh, such a glorious lot.

It is an ideal spot

whether I’m happy or not.

It gives me a touch of serenity.

There isn’t much

in the way of reality.

I get a kind of suspended feeling

that sometimes reveals

 the relaxation that 

I so desperately

 have been needing.

From head to toe

this place works

with everything good to show.

I see a purer beauty here,

with a peacefulness that is so near.

As I am strolling

down by the lake,

I can smell

all of the colorful flowers

with each step I take.

I sometimes can see

in mid flight,

a beautiful drake

making his landing

into the lake.

I wish I could spend

all of my days

 in this wonderful place,

and I am always so sad

to see it come to an end.

This summer house

at  Martha’s Vineyard

is a place that I can 

regain my sanity,

and work towards feeling

 freer within myself,

as opposed to all vanity.

This refuge has become such a part of me.

Each time I come to visit,

I am shown things

that before I did not see.

I have learned so much 

from the detail of this place.

It has turned the light on in my face.

My moods are at peace here.

I feel love and energy here.

I feel here. 

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