The Shire

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Take a moment and sit if you may,

by an English river on a warm summer’s day.

Relax and unwind - allow your mind to wander,

to ancient myths and poems to ponder.

The sound of the river is nature exhaling,

for she knows the beauty of this tale I’m regaling.

Eyes closed with the sun on your face,

you forget there’s a world outside of this place.

Nestled on pasture under boughs of oak,

with lovers and friends to share in a joke.

No pleasure is greater to while away hours,

than birdsong and picnics and the picking of flowers.

So join me dear reader in quiet contemplation,

un-crumple your brow and release your frustration.

Mind-full of clarity and days filled with bliss,

for nowhere on Earth is as perfect as this.



◄ Witnessing Sin


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