where the river flows gently past my living room
where the road to the house is awash in colours of fire and not a car in sight
where the mountains beckon you to take a walk in woods so green
and skies so blue
I could swim…
…and sail…
and sit on the banks with yellow leaves drifting around my shoulders
Soaking in the quiet beauty of it all.
Image via Doctor Spaceman
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