My Sanctuary

January 13, 2011
By singinginthegardn GOLD, Cowell, Massachusetts
singinginthegardn GOLD, Cowell, Massachusetts
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Favorite Quote:
"The role of a writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say." ~Anaïs Nin


Just a memory
The splintery, wood path
The slap of my flip-flops against it
The coarse, wet grass alongside my trail
Light filtering through the trees
I keep running
My feet move quick
Away from the past
Escaping reality
Towards a place where I can be
In the present
And nowhere else
The sun chases me
Then I reach it
My pond
My sanctuary
My place to think my thoughts
I sit down on my boulder
My rock
My place to relax
I close my eyes
I fold my hands
Pure, simple nothing
I have a moment of calmness, peace
All I hear is the gurgling waterfall
Beside me
The chirping of birds
Above me
The thoughts
Inside me
I open my eyes
My memory dissolves
My trail
My pond
My rock
My sanctuary
Just a memory


The author's comments:
For a 6th grade English assignment...I had trouble at first. "Should I write about soccer? Skiing? The stars at night?" I was thinking too much...that's what my teacher said. She gave me the best advice: "If what you are writing is going to be special, then it should be special right from the start. It should not be forced into your head. It should flow within your heart." That advice stayed with me throughout class, the school day, up to today, and for many more years to come. I knew exactly what to write when I got come that spring day. And it wasn't forced into my head. It truly flowed from within my heart and soul <3.

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