An ever open door
Peace within
Dwelling there
Like a living thing
A place to kneel and pray
Where the soul can soar
Heavenwards
Like a bird on the wing
Refuge and rest
A quiet happiness
Contentment and love
Beyond compare
A haven in the world of care.
Elizabeth Anderson

3 comments:
I love the word sanctuary... one because I just love the way it sounds when it is spoke... two because of what it means... a truly magical word
What a lovely way to think of the woods.
I agree!
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