My Poetry

April 14, 2013

Peace, calm, quiet...love.

As soon as I step across the threshold, I belong. This is what I've missed, what has made my heart so restless. You enter my soul, embrace every fiber of my being, and fill me with peace, calm, quiet and love. Hate, envy, jealousy, worry and anxiety all lose their piercing grip. Reclaimed as Yours, You complete me, nurture, console and liven me. Whom then shall I fear?

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