My soothing dream

Once again, on this dull weekday, photocopied from the last thousand,  

I sat in my room, trapped by curtains which plugged the sunlight.  

Whether or not I was going crazy due to the pandemic was unknown,  

but my mind wanted to be somewhere else. And so it imagined.  

When I had opened my eyes, I wasn’t in my bleak room, alone.  

I sat in a wide field, which extended endlessly in width and breadth.  

I felt a relaxing something about looking at the yonder trees which defined the horizon,  

coupled with the pinkish orange of the falling sun. 

Or the familiar contagious laughs which overlapped as my friends ran in the grassy fields,  

or watched the loitering dogs which lay lee under the towering oak tree  

which marked the centre of the dog park. 

As I picked myself up amid my reminiscence, I came to a realisation.  

After another breath of the natural air, I realised, now doubtless,  

that nature was what I needed.  

After all these years, Nature was the sovereign antidote to my mundane life 

- the prescription to everlasting contentment.