The sun sets.
The animals prepare for the night.
The old elephant stands in his place.
He doesn’t need to move.
He has everything he needs.
He keeps a watchful eye
As he stands in his place.
place
A PRETTY PLACE
Source:speedingby
My mind is foggy today.
I need to clear the cobwebs.
Throw out the excess garbage.
The bad thoughts.
The worries.
All to the wind.
And think of a pretty place.
Where the birds chirp and play.
Where the mountains soar high.
Where windows bring in the light.
I can lift my face to the sun.
To the beauty of life.
To the smell of grass.
To the puffy white clouds.
I’m there right now.
Come and join me.
THE MOON TAKES THE DAY
What if one day, the moon refuses
to remain in second place?
What if it gets tired of the sun?
The sun owning the day.
The sun lifting people’s spirits.
Giving warmth to the planet.
Having its face reflected in the ocean.
The moon might rise up,
and take control of the day.
But would it look strange?
Would it glow like the sun?
Would it give warmth?
No.
The moon should remain where it belongs,
as the shadow of the night.
Its assigned place in the universe.
HIS PLACE
The sun begins to set.
There are scurrying sounds
as the animals prepare for the night.
But the old elephant stands in his place.
He doesn’t need to move.
He has everything he needs
right in front of him.
He keeps a watchful eye
on the other animals.
But he stands in his place.
FLY AWAY
Keeping you stuck in one place.
When you want to be free to find
new adventures and people.
When I feel this way, I want
to break free from the bars
holding me in place.
Let’s break these bars and
try something new—anything new
that we haven’t done before.
A PLACE OF YOUR OWN
One of the secret doors of the Stift Admont library, Austria.
A perfect place to hide and read.
SUSANNE LEIST 