A Place Apart


A Place Apart

A reflective pool
nestled in a scree of trees
cries come in, take ease

dewdrops fall from leaves
into questing rising eyes
blinking tears on cheeks

stillness spreads like oil
anointing, calms the ripples
stirred in heart’s despair

listen in the hush
hear footsteps of the Master
feel a breeze touch face

His presence imparts
peace, joy into your kneeling
soul, keening spirit

c.Darlene Moore Berg

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