This lonely reed surrounded pool.
Far from the noise of other men.
Is always serene, cool and green.
The haunt of grebe and water hen.

I found it quite by accident.
Somehow it seemed to call to me,
as if it knew I’d be content
to sit beside it quietly.

And it is true I’m happy here.
I can find peace to meditate.
Nobody comes to interfere
and I achieve an altered state

of consciousness in which I go
beyond the little word I know
I recognise no boundary
and for a little while I’m free.

Although I temporarily
escape the laws of gravity
I must return reluctantly
to the world of reality.

This reed fringed pool has proved to be.
A place where I can instantly
attain perfect serenity.
Free from the worlds insanity.

2-Dec-08
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ivor or ivor.e hogg

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