Quiet Place
Retreating to my quiet place
To heal, to rest, restore
Retreating to my special space
Where pain can live no more
Where flowers bloom and birdies sing
No worries can befall.
There’s joyous music. I am king
My kingdom excludes all
My special place is mine, sweet dove
A spot to be alone
A place of peace to feel God’s love
No TV, text or phone
Retreated to my quiet place
To heal, to rest, restore
Retreated to my special space
I’m back, refreshed for more
Posted on June 15, 2014, in poetry, soul, spirit, Uncategorized, writing and tagged creative writing, poetry, soul, spirit, Uncategorized, writing. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
Love this Marilyn!!
Ihsan
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Thanks. I appreciate your input. Have a sparkling day!
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