A-frame haven among pines
beckons me from beneath the mountains.
I am waiting
watching streams slipping among stones
and falling leaves drifting lazily among shadows.
Serenity moves among branches on breeze
caressing my skin with sun-warmed kisses.
Comfort lives there, peace thrives
and it is my home,
And if the future doesn’t kill me
I will meet her there and
we shall dance until dawn.