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The Secret Place



The Secret Place

in the silence of my thoughts
pitter patter of soft sandal feet
a candle lit in the corner of my room
time well spent in thought
sullen brevity
my soul permeates sweet humble affection

through the vortex
the peace that passes understanding
beauty in sullen brevity
all of life seems to be a mystery
the knocking of the door
think back
to a time well spent in thought
captivated by love
love is the vibrant essence of my inner existence
shun the resistance in every circumstance

we shall meet here daily
to ponder are togetherness
nestled in the very fabric of our existence
the secret place
away from the hustle and bustle
shadows block the space
a beacon of light to a hurting world in need of love
those memories
the moments lived out in twilight

a challenge to be set free is a question of time
still dig much deeper then ever before
the touch of the hand that captivated a smile
the vast light of illumination
to bask in the vast expanse between space & time
a real reason to believe
a face to shine
the days end
or has it just begun
we are in search of something
but in heaven's name what ?


Disappearing Into Myself

Sat alone on a damp park bench,
It's snowing late at night.
Covered up in winter fleece,
And bathed in star soaked skylight.

There's no existence around my mind,
Just me and happy sighs.
A gentle breeze touches back and knees,
While snowflakes kiss my eyes.

I blink a tenor to clear my view,
Of shrouded, white delight.
I catch a scurry along the path,
A snow grazed cat in sight.

Such simple times on a lonely bench,
Has helped me escape hard times.
Just walk alone, find a new home,
And disappear into rare designs.