After my Sweet Moment of Hush

Is there no way out of the mind?
you would think a door or window would help?
sometimes it feels as if it will explode inside my head 
some days I can hear my pulse 
blood pumping, as mind rummages 

I often wonder if I could possibly remove myself from it?
escape for a while?
every now and again?
just to be in a quiet place
within?
 
perhaps sitting in a meadow surrounded by pink tulips 
sunshine and blue skies
silence and peace 
birds singing in the oak tree 
without my mind 
and all it's hustle 
 
I could certainly be spoilt
in luxury couldn't I?
 
but of course... 
I'd most probably want it back
after my sweet moment of hush.