Solace
Quiet days
Keep us sane
Noisy days
Make us wake
Blasting out
Blurting out
Why?
We all worship
In peace and
Solace
But why?
All the noise
and shouting
In this place
In this place
Where we seek
solace
The peace of God
Why?
Buzzing bees
Blurting parrots
Make this place
Peaceful
I thought
To reach the chosen place!
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ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem, with lots of imagery.
ReplyDeleteVery evocative sound imagery.
ReplyDeleteSo many slices today talk of finding peace - quiet - hope this day. This is so such a need in our busy stressful world. Thanks for the reminder.
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