Poem - Our Place In The Sun

Our Place In The Sun

You always say that the smells are the thing

When the lavender and the herbs are warmed by the sun

And the scent is blown to us by the mistral

Then you know we have reached our place in the sun

You always say the light is different there

The brightness clears your mind

Opens your heart

Strengthens your soul

You always say the sound of the cicadas

The birdsong in the morning

Help switch of the noise of the world

Till there is only peace

You always say how nice it is

To be so far away from daily life

You and I together

In our place in the sun