Magical Steps

When the night sounds start

The wind goes away and comes back

Stained glass squares the perfect window

Here I sit, home at last, I know

I come up these steep winding steps to the top

Cabin perched, wifi running water and electricity stop

Echos far, beach walls of a eucalyptus castle

Yet I’m here, long at last, that is all

Decks round the perimeter to wave at the stars

None of this do I own or boast for many hours

Keep up with nothing but the needs of a day

Here I sit, for home to teach me what it may

How lost was I the callous traveler of the system

Sales jobs, offices, whims on fire, plump and thin

Dagger people cavorting towers of raw stakes

Giving cheese round all-hands meetings, thanks

This place so opposite of culture's prison

Domestic ties not the master of the sin

To be removed from today, old enchanting

In a house, in a home, in a tree

Til darkness comes in, glow of evening cabins

Fairies, forests, haunted children’s stories

Of this grove gave me whispered peeks

Beyond sense, ready for inspiration to speak