Poem – A RESTFUL MIND (By Joseph Cavera)

A RESTFUL MIND (By Joseph Cavera)

 

After so many days

Of laying one’s hands to work

One searches the many ways

That duties can be skipped and shirked

 

 

At these particular times

When the inside of one’s eyelids

Holds the more alluring of charms

Than the world around

We find ourselves searching

At distant grounds

For a place, far far away

Where we can slow the pace

And bestill the day

 

So we gather our graces

And toss in a brush

And head to those places

We deem to be lush

 

The price, we pray

For the trip it buys

Will diminish and delay

The exhaustion in our eyes

 

Hours are left

On a camel, bus, and plane

Post so many minutes bereft

We remaster the mundane

 

Delays, sidetrips, turns

The road stretches further out

Inside of us, something yearns

The sun shines all about

She rises, grows, and burns

Casting a shade of doubt

 

Soon we arrive,

The skies appear fair

We once again come alive

Into blueness we stare…

Although some peace we derive

Our journey never ends there

 

With rest comes malaise

That creeping undertone

It curtails our stays

As humans, we’re prone

To walk to where

The happiness awaits

Into her lair

The travel agent baits.

 

She knew she’d appease

After looking at me

That I’d feel at ease

Lying out by the sea

 

But hot sands

In foreign lands

Often lose their charm

My curly strands

Now withstand

The daily passing alarm

 

As it stands…

 

I’ll return my hands

To a land where bravery is sung of

And Freedom rings. Home.