Sanctuary by Jacqueline Nash

Now drifting away from the dream theme to a topic closely related; finding peace.



Time ceases to exist when I am here;
this place of peace and tranquility.
I love this place; it feeds my very soul.
It’s where I’d like to spend eternity.

As seasons come and go I find
this place forever changing in its natural beauty.
No matter what the time of year,
the garden is my sanctuary.  ©

This entry was posted in Poem, Poetry, Verse and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s