I sit in the woods

Far away from the noise

And busyness of civilization


The breeze blows past me

Softly touching me as it passes

My hair moves and settles


The sounds of birds singing

Animals scampering

And water as it trickles slowly


The warmth of the sun

Shines through the canopy

Casting a shadow of lace


The smell of musky wetness

As the leaves from last fall

Carpet the floor


I close my eyes and take it all in

The smells, the sounds, the peace

As I worship here


In my sanctuary


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