The world can be filled with chaos, disorder and pandemonium
Our mental landscape scattered with mayhem and states of delirium
We oft do need a respite from our anguishes, worries and woes
A phrontistery if you will to reflect on thoughts and things to know
A secluded nook where one can curl and nestle and read a book
Sequestered from the world at large, a glade, a murmuring brook
A place of calm that lets us feel at a comfortable peace
A place where all our worries can desist and cease.