Healing in God's Thrid Place



In a third place fashioned by God, I sat
on a high rock near where a river bends.
Wind and sun do a dance of healing on
a soul that has become parched and thirsty.

Time in silence with a light breeze softly
flowing, sunlight tossed without care.
Reflection upon a steady craziness from
daily life is washed away by a jazzy harmony.

Set aside without noise or pressure, nature
reveals her best attire in shades of green,
sprinkled with purples and yellows. Here in
this place love unfolds, to be slowly tasted.

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