A place where I am me,
No role playing,
No one to judge,
A place where I am valued,
No inhibitions
No intrusions
Nothing to bind
Where I can dream
And realize them
Where I let my mind
Fly and drift
Over the uncharted
Exploring and discovering
Where the choices
Are not questioned
Or looked down upon
Where I can make mistakes;
Freedom to correct them
Where I safe guard
All that is me....
That place is within me
Or by the sea
Or the top of a mountain
Or my living room
A place where I am at peace.
Over to Corinne's Everyday Gyaan.
So nice! How we yearn for that place of our own.
ReplyDeleteThanks Lisa.
DeleteGreat poem and lovely words.
ReplyDeleteThanks Sulekha.
Deletesmiles...that sacred space can be anywhere we make it to be...and that peace...it lives with us already, we just have to find it...smiles.
ReplyDeleteYes..no need to search. Thanks.
DeleteIt's elusive but it's there. All is not lost. Nicely Janu!
ReplyDeleteHank
Thanks Hank.
DeleteWhat an honest and unpretentious space that is.. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteThank you.
DeleteAbsolutely beautiful, Janu! Loved it!
ReplyDeleteThank you Martha.
DeletePerfect, love this one.
ReplyDeleteFantastic, Janu. Who wouldn't want a sacred space like the one you described? :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Corinne.
DeleteTrue! Exactly how I feel. Well said!
ReplyDeleteAnd where is that beautiful space? I could so relate to your lines..I would want to be there..in that space.
ReplyDeleteEver so true and beautifully written.
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