March 3, 2017

Safe Spaces

A winding path, twisting, turning,
Calmly walking, spirit burning.
Hallowed halls meant to defend,
Secret keeper, worthy friend.

Revelation found in motion,
Every step a new devotion.
Wandering footsteps lead astray,
Reconciliation?  Pray.

Haunted here; now lost in darkness.
Echoes call, my spirit harkens.
Ever seeking perfect light.
Troubled stroll on velvet night.

Slowly creeping towards the center.
Trepidation; do I enter?
Untold treasures soon to find,
Deepest riches are divine.

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