Sacred Halls

Amazing structure
Sacred halls give frail minds hope
Calm thoughts now prevail

Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

14 thoughts on “Sacred Halls”

  1. Your words and image fit so well. Maybe we (humans) are calmed by structures that seem to say something about permanence – we want to know we will be remembered don't we? Beautiful haiku.

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