My Holy Place

By Lseeker

I've not fallen too far, not to see.
And I know I might sometimes bleed.
But, dear Lord, that is my moments' time.
In the window chime,
Ringing for us all to hear,
Washing us of all our fear.
Like a cold cleansing wave,
Of energy filled daze.
My heart beats strongly,
For this moment so fondly.
Hold me tightly,
Because I'm not all that mighty.
But I do stand again, to experience
And hope another fence
Of beating demise,
And useless lies.
I know you, you are me,
Might we sit and have a glass of tea.
And share what we've seen,
And where we have been..
Ah, but it's reflections
In the shining ocean
This makes me happy,
Like climbing that tree.
And watching the last rays of sun,
Disappear quickly over the horizon.
Take off your shoes
And walk in the grass amused.
Watch the ladybug as she spreads her wings,
Flip flap, she sings..
Buzzingly off into the unknown distance,
To live the experience.
Fall to my knees,
Praying to God my lonely pleas.
Aye, hear me he does,
Just simply because.
"Thank you" the sound rings out
Over hilltops like a musical shout.
Then looking into the shining sky's face,
That is my holy place.