Where waters run silent and deep, in amazing shades of turquoise,

Where the clouds cross the sky slowly in shades of pink and gold.

Where chartreuse leaves drift silently to the ground, never to deteriorate, never to wane.

Where the air has a touch of honey and vanilla.

This oasis allows me the silence of eternity,

Here the clock can be turned back or advanced forward by merely a thought.

The Cimmerian night cannot reach this place,

The negativity has no access, or key, with which to open the door.

Here I am able to run through golden fields,

Here thoughts become crystalline and concise,

Here I may rest without pain.

Here I find those intangible items, oft known as peace and serenity.

This oasis houses my soul and allows my body emancipation from pain.

This oasis can be yours as well,

It is obtainable to each and every one of us.

Just close your eyes and envision your own private oasis,

In this sometimes barren desert of our lives,

....... we need to create an oasis that will sustain us through the desolate times.

-Margi C.

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