A little escape

A little escape, escape through narrow paths

 through that small creek, rays of light and air,

peeps in through there and leaves space for me

a little escape to meet the self, true and formless

with no badges and baggage  to put identities

its magical and leaves me at the dawn of ecstasy

yet there is this nest of prudence inside me

protects and leads through storm and spring

and I step inside leaving  badged identities

to rejuvenate the self, a tired traveller

a little escape, escape through narrow paths.