FINDING A SANCTUARY
what is a sanctuary after all is my idea of sanctuary the same as yours’
harbor of refuge a port in a storm will you walk with me
in a quiet mountain meadow a field of wildflowers a quiet room
the idea of quietude gives way to music soft and low
or bells tinkling on a cold morning a hiding place
unseen by intruding eyes last light of day just beginning to get dark
a blanket to curl up in a safe place to be alone public or private
a cave home a temple by any other name
in memory i return a sunny day in los angles
i had taken the bus downtown got off
uncertain where I was walking down the sidewalk a temple appeared
the sound of the gong reassured me a sanctuary found
July 23, 2017
10 comments:
Ah, I loved all of the images in this poem.......especially the temple with its bell!
Some buildings call to us and offer sanctuary - how wonderful to find one
I think you've covered about everything in your poem with it's fine imagery painted with your words. I certainly enjoyed reading this.
Ah, that temple with its gong -- indeed a safe place, a sanctuary! You have captured the idea of sanctuary, Annell.
"...bells tinkling on a cold morning...". A wonderful image.
Oh I feel quite cozy now reading your beautiful poem. All great descriptions of what sanctuary is.
Oh! First you set it up, and then give us the example. May sanctuary always appear exactly when you need it. I'll take that possibility of a temple with me. Beautiful.
Love all the images of sanctuary here. And the joy of finding one after uncertainties. Beautiful.
Beautiful words depicting the many faces of sanctuary. Great write!
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