Sanctuary
©July 25th, 2016
By Vijaya Sundaram
This is my refuge.
And in our intertwined lives,
I’ve found sanctuary.
There are some storms, yes,
And gusts of wind, pouring rain –
So much grows after!
A garden of peace –
A quiet place of wonder –
Sweet music wafts through.
Here are dreams and songs
Kindness ripples around rocks.
Graceful trees abound.
When the world grows stale
I retreat to my refuge.
Moonlight grows bright here.
Is gratitude parched?
Mine drinks deep from rippling streams.
I come home to you.
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