Detached

Outside, the noise grows louder.
I retreat further inside.
This place,
Idyllic.
Detached from time and space,
Where worries drift like clouds in sky
Or melt away like snowflakes
In warm, mountain sun.
The rising trees afford a kindly shelter.
Their trunks tell stories of years gone by.
Body idle.
Mind wild.
With much to explore.
Adventure awaits in solitude.
Yearning to run free.
Untethered.
To a schedule, a list, my fears…
Like a leaf on gentle breeze,
I float.
Detached.