Sunday 18 October 2015

it was the kind of place



     it was the kind of place that:

     if I  could compile a picture book to thumb through (in my mind’s eye) as I lie waiting to die, I surely, would have included it.  for it had, the most lyrical of mountains to soar above, the happiest ever blue sky and twinkling water that lapped in hushing waves.  there was even a bench (with room for two) to sit and rest a bit, while I lingered.

     and so, I breathed it in – trying my best to commit it to memory.

     sitting on that bench, I imagined all the people that I had enjoyed in my life, sauntering down the path that trailed along the edge of the lake where I perched (the sun breeze tickling my face).  they waved farewell, fondly, as they ambled by.  (for some reason, all the creeps, clowns and downers that had insinuated themselves into my days and provided so many vexations to my spirit, opted not to put in an appearance.  then again, at that point – why would they.)

     my restless mind, rested then … the plethora of questions that buzzed round me, like angry bees – had bumbled off, leaving me to simply, be amazed.  I left it to someone else … to take their turn:  worrying about this world.

       when, at last, I rose to leave, I felt restored.  perhaps, it was an illusion … perhaps, all life is.  but – for me, anyway – it was the kind of place that makes you want to believe … once more.

note:  posted for Poets United.

photo:  Another shot of Harrison Lake – W. Bourke

© 2015 Wendy Bourke

16 comments:

  1. What a thought-provoking poem, Wendy. I truly do enjoy where your mind journeys. That water and that blue sky must really have been something to inspire such thoughts. I like the idea of picturing people one has enjoyed in one's life; and I imagine, for you, there were legions. And questions, so many...some answered but so many not. Yes, there comes a time when one realizes one must leave the questions for others, and that is okay. I understand being restored by these reflections, and I am thankful you shared them poetically with us, Wendy!

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  2. Hi Wendy,

    I like it when we find those places that make us believe once more. I could feel the sense of peace and comfort in this place. This is the kind of place I would want to visit to contemplate life's journey.

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  3. I love the idea of the photo album to mentally flip through, within which is a place that makes one picture the folks too ... I think we who live into old age surely have time to revisit the important places and people, the ones who stayed and the ones that got away.

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  4. I loved this write......love the loved ones passing by, loved the scenery, loved the idea that one can pass on the worrying about the world once we have done our best here.............a wonderful write, my friend. Perfect to read just before going to bed. Thank you.

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  5. What a glorious place where you could contemplate, where you could sit and see the friends of your life, I think it's just in such a place I would love to end my days too, to have that brief relapse before we let it all go. Glorious reading Wendy.

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  6. Yes, places like that are restorative indeed.

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  7. Perhaps all life IS an illusion... !!

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  8. Park benches can be a life saver...it's like moving your sofa outside...watching people directly not via a TV screen - maybe making yourself a little more vulnerable and open to the real world - that can be very good

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  9. lovely.. the ending is really beautiful. good thing we have those moments.

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  10. I like the pause you take to reflect....it indeed becomes day/year/life changing as the energy shifting within and without....cheers!

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  11. We all need one of those places. Fortunate are those who find at least one in a lifetime!

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  12. Glorious depiction of how one feels when a place means something special to them :D
    Beautifully executed!

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  13. A tranquil and restful place, I like to go there Wendy ~ I also admire the positive experiences and energy you created in that space and time (forget the negative people and energy) ~ Have a good week ~

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  14. Please, let me go to that place right now. Oh, I have gone there - you've taken me there - thanks!

    Like your lovely photo too.

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