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My Sanctuary A waiting roomAnonymity my comfortListening stillTo the sounds in my headNo distractionsNo dishes, dirt, clutterNot even a stack of magazinesA couch, two chairs, a tableAnd my thoughtsA rocking chairOn my porchThe one on the sideWhere the wind flows up the mountainAnd through my hairLike kisses blown from heavenButterflies play on the hilly meadow before meBirds soar on the gusts aboveAnd my soul breathes deepHis armsFace pressed tight against his broad chestMight I just disappear into this love?This strengthYears of tested and tried commitmentMake for such securityThis unionStrong and tallI rest in its shadeTheir smilesAnd laughterAnd strugglesAnd tearsOur talksThe joy of growthTruth embracedTheir embraces trueMy childrenHer friendshipShe has many namesA cup of coffee shared"How are you?"Hearts openJoys, fears, hopes spill outWe can laugh at trials hereAnd prayThis is where courage is put inMy sanctuaryIt's wherever my feet leadIt must beOtherwise my soul suffersDiscontent and yearningChasing afterA lifelong mirageMy sanctuaryIs here