In the sacred grove ~ Poem.
There is a sacred space in my mind
It is a dark tree enveloped grove
Its leaves sparkle like fairy lights
Showing me to the path to the sacred sanctum
I am alone , introverted
I link my intellect, the faculty of deliberation
To my Lord, God most Holy
He comes to sit in front of me
From the distant abode where I was born
Bright golden red light envelopes
Like a mystical mist, warm and comforting
I commune with the special one
In this sacred space, in the sacred grove
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