This beautiful space
Shaded by palms of grace
The world can’t quite come in here
This amazing breath
Subdued and soft and something else
Wrecking through my hard, brittle broken pieces
Melding and molding and making me someone else
The hills that move and shift my soul
The melodies I hear in my sleep
I wonder and wander in the same way
Grateful and good
Content in kindness
Keeping with the road
Staying on the path
Trying for the good
To even see a glimpse
To even know its place
To even have any clue
I take away tonight
I treasure and take away
Filled.Labels: hope, Masterpiece Camp, Reflections
