My Refuge
The garden is my refuge,
my place of safe escape,
my protective safety net.
Even now on cooler mornings
weather cannot deter me
as I venture out.
A simple walk around the perimeter
and checking bird feeders and baths,
just watching gives me peace.
Though life here is quieter,
less hurried and hassle free
it is here
in the refuge of my garden
close to the open sky,
living in the freedom of nature
the silence of the heart
is where I can find myself
and rest without any fear.
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