There is a place I go
When I seek serenity;
It's deep inside...
Known only to me.
I feel the sad things,
And shed a tear;
Or ponder the glad,
And bask awhile there.
It was in that place
I learned to pray;
Learned to be quiet,
Learned to wait.
I now try to seek
Not for my own needs;
But only to give away
Peace and empathy.
first published in Poetry of the Spirit Anthology
also published in PICTURE HEALING Chapbook
©1997 Bonnie Manion