My Sanctuary

Things around me are subtle and quiet
Sitting on soft grass
The earth pulling me in
The sounds of the river trickling
Crickets chirping
Croaks
Besides the silence
Silent smells, like dew drops
Left over you do not see
The rain that was on the leaves
The smells of the orchards
Lovely and sweet
The feel of my toes in the water
This place is my sanctuary
This place is my own





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writingis4ever said...
Apr. 16, 2009 at 11:27 pm
great! keep on writing! :)
 
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