Sanctuary

Sanctuary

 

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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