I feel this utter calm

Like the wistful whispers of the wind

On a sweet summer’s eve

Like the thought of a book I’m about to begin

And the smell of it when I breathe

In and out as tidal waves

Crash against the shore

Grey and non-descript

Like the tiled paves

That cover up the floor

And I know I have many reasons to worry and to fret

But I stay right here

Because if I leave

I’ll feel nothing but regret