Keith Bickerstaffe Poet Verse

Sanctuary

The love of Man, the love of God
   are practised here; there is a quiet, 
not just a lack of clamor, that is sacred.
   It is a safe place to reflect upon 
the blessings of your life, a still-point 
   in a world of stark uncertainty, and when 
everything seems lost it is your home.

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Phyllis Babcock January 11, 2009 at 2:01 PM A beautiful poem Keith. God Bless Phyl

Sharon Winter January 11, 2009 at 5:34 AM Peaceful, comforting and beautiful. A much needed home to return to over and over again. Love, Shar

Kristin Reynolds January 11, 2009 at 3:47 AM Wow, I sure could use this right about now, this sounds so serine and wonderful, excellent keith, thank you for the breath of soundless peace, Kristin

Robin L. Gass January 10, 2009 at 9:39 PM Keith, this is another beauty from your "pen of pens". It is true our home should be our sanctuary. It is what I strive for and will hopefully achieve one way or another. Lovely verse! Love, Robin

Barbara Gorelick January 10, 2009 at 5:43 PM This speaks to me.. for me it is he ocean. Love it. BG

Laurie Ginn January 10, 2009 at 11:13 AM Keith my sanctuary is deep in the woods, so deep you cannot hear anything but nature. It refreshes and restores me. Great job. Laurie