"IN THE WOODS"
Her perfect pink cottage was
Her haven of hope and light
Hidden deep in the woods because
Alone there in peace, all was right
The world lying outside this wood
For her held so little appeal
Being filled with deceit and falsehood
This petite palace here was ideal
Here she determined to stay
Using the time to meditate, pray
Searching out the truest way
To find truth, throwing darkness away
Prayer Girl
13 comments:
A lovely sanctuary. prayer girl. I don't mind joining you...
Your cottage in the wood sounds like a safe haven from the duplicity out in the world. Lovely place to be and lovely poem, PG.
sounds ideal to me too.
Your attitude of peace and gratitude shines here. Seeing the lovely side of things is one of those choices you talked about in your previous post. I feel like you do about the gift of choice. It's a powerful gift that doesn't stop giving.
Very cool.
A girls home is her castle, that's what I always say.
Isolation is something that I could easily do. But it's best to get out and be in the world and be a part of it.
safe have-nice Magpie
I liked how she used her time to meditate and pray. She could find truth and throw darkness away. Powerful!! I love you. Happy Night.
Love Magpies, yours also. I like/enjoy isolation also, but forced myself to get out--long time ago. But it "creeps in this petty place" now and then.
Such a tranquil piece.
CJ xx
i am happy you saw in this house a sanctuary for prayer and meditation...bkm
I seem to always be searching for this place. i hope I don't have to live alone to find it. great magpie. I really relate.
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