There beneath the hum and drone
Of tablet, computer, watch, and phone
Lies quiet a place of peace and stillness
A place of rest, Where I am guileless  

It is somewhere I long to be
A place of quiet reverie
Without the din of idle words
Where no one’s voice becomes a sword  

Amid the fragrance of the trees
And the pleasant buzz of bumble bees
I remember now that this is home
This pleasant idyll where I’m alone