Under The Lone Tree

--Kathy Quient
(shhh don't tell...she won 1st place in the Dana Point Branch Library poetry contest)

The sun shines down,

The stream runs quiet,

The distant noise a mere hum,

As the wind steadily wraps me is coolness.

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May I linger here for just a little while longer? May I

intrude upon this sacred consolation?

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Rest my eyes for just a little while longer;

Perhaps read under the lone tree?

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And what of this book I hold in my hands?

My mind seeks to take me on some grand adventure,

But I need not allow my body to follow,

Lest I wake from this beloved dream.

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May I bask in this precious place of solace? May I

grasp this moment just a little while longer,

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Lest the chaos of my days intrude upon my dwelling.