Staying-Away Poem by Manonton Dalan

I will build my dream
behind those tree lines
blend in with branches
big trunks, stiff cliffs
heavy growth of vines

would be cold place to be
quiet, calm and away from
city, then it's fresher air
abundance of rain half year
very wet and mosquito bites

I would love that rocks steps
going down skirting side of
a hill overlooking farms as
far as my eyes could see
plus chirping birds up a tree

at bottom is flat, all shaded
creek flow during rainy days
nobody lives there besides frogs
I could cut a cave on hillside
where will I put my sleeping bag