there are places

places on earth

that are magical

.

that no words can

hope to describe

.

where your soul

empty and drained

is restored

.

where the whispers of angels

shimmer through the trees

as if on a mist

.

perfectly and peacefully

.

and gently floating

on the warm spring breeze

.

drifting weaving

.

falling on my face

filling me with grace

.

-Michael Traveler, from “Places”