Ignorance

In a meadow where wildflowers sway,

I dance with shadows of yesterday,

Unfettered by burdens, I find my way,

In sweet embrace, I choose to stay.

The world spins wild with its endless plight,

Yet here I dwell, in soft twilight,

Where whispers of breezes softly ignite,

The heart of a dreamer, soft and light.

What is the climb of a mountain high?

What knowledge of stardust that fills the sky?

In ignorance, I find a lullaby,

A melody sweet, where my worries die.

No news to weigh my spirit down,

Just nature’s grace in this quiet town,

Each breath a secret, each spin a crown,

In the garden of bliss, I softly drown.

The ticking clock may urge us to see,

But I linger in moments, just being me,

In ignorance, I sip my cup of tea,

And savor the silence, oh, how carefree.