I come to the quiet place
Where I take a seat
Under the greenwood fir tree.
Here I meet release from all
struggles
In the homey captivity of
peace embrace.
I need no other argument
As I access the simplicity
Of tranquility’s recesses.
I am enough
In the sweet shadow of all I
can be.
Akpan
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