The Place

There is a place far, far away.
A very magical place,
Where nothing goes astray,
And everything moves with grace.

It's not like this world,
So cruel and so cold.
Feelings aren't swirled,
Evil doesn't take hold.

We all dearly wish that
We could go to this place.
To get away from life's shatt,
And to have some space.

But here's the truth,
It's hard to find it.
Not even a sleuth,
Could easily find where it sits.

It's tucked away,
Deep in our brains.
Just waiting for the day,
That we pick up the reigns.

© Joshua Bryant Cole