Monday, 27 May 2019

The place I belong

I belong on a quiet beach 
Typewriter, pen, pencil and many thoughts 
The art of creativity is what I want to be taught.

The sun shining bright 
The spirit entered in my soul 
The words from glorious grace 
A time to relay words in a worthy pace.

Surrounded by positive people 
People that you love more than you know,
God fearing humility 
The included path of serenity.

The beach, the time 
The peace of mind and stillness in the heart, 
God always knows where it ends..... and also where it starts. 

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