sanctuary

sometimes
morning comes too soon
evening comes too late
and
between
the dawn
and
the dusk
hearts hurt
minds blow
spirits shake

i seek escape
i seek refuge
i seek

sanctuary

but
sanctuary
is elusive
hiding in the shadows
of noise
of stress
of strife
of life

a flutter of wings
a flash of feathers
surprises me
surrounds me
shelters me

sanctuary



Psalm 91:4 ~ He will cover you with His pinions, and under His feathers you will find refuge.