In a world of strangers
A precious sanctuary created for me
Amongst those that say they care, but don’t
A place of love and light and safety
A refuge to which I can flee
Wherever my wandering thoughts may roam
I hear a still small voice, quietly
Whispering “My Heart is Your Home”
When the world becomes too much
And my shoulders feel too sore
I find a quiet spot snd sit alone
Until strength is found to carry on some more
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Happy Place.”
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Oasis.”
When the world becomes too much
And my shoulders feel too sore
I find a quiet spot snd sit alone
Until strength is found to carry on some more
I will be on retreat for the next four days (no internet access)
Will be back on Monday
Wishing you all the best till then.
Poems and Petals 