Refuge

a path through tall green trees, light comes over the path
 
When she left the home of her childhood for the last time
she found temporary shelter
in unexpected places.
 
As she released the weight of things
she settled into the unsettledness
and a tranquility moved in.
 
She had become a
living, breathing tabernacle.
 
Her ancestral home
imprinted on her
body and soul,
making room
for something bigger.
 
Something like God.

 

 

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