Simpler Times

in the midst of the rush, I looked and saw

he mountains that lay afar beautiful

i saw the field share its yield of colour

my mind was calm in the moment of splendour

no interruption, no madness, just gladness in a moment

i long for the time of quiet reflection with anticipation

with the wind in my hair, sun on my face

i know this is the place

for simpler times I yearn, always

no superstructure to navigate no call to take

just a simple thought with no hate

this is the simplicity I rate

no news to screw me round

i love the peace that I found

i can’t be reached by no arm

no one can do me harm

i sit and ponder the wonder of nature

the calmness it brings is surely fine

it is like wine, food and surely good

lest I forget that this is the place of simpler times