Sanctuary

Placed Second in : Sanctuary, Soft, Stir, Surreal Words Poetry Contest Sponsored by Constance La France "Remember, the entrance door to the sanctuary is inside you.” Rumi Sanctuary In the depth of my inner self Lies a small secret sanctuary Carpeted with a greenish lawn, Bordered with lilacs and roses, Sprinkled with saffron marigolds And berthed with leafy mango trees; It is a secret sanctuary Where colourful birds of my dream Filled with joy, hop from branch to branch And scan the blue sky as a team, Singing sizzling songs in a trance To vie with the whispering winds. I retire to the sanctuary To sow the seeds of mindfulness, Water the shoots and rising buds That will soon give birth to flowers To embellish the sanctuary And perfuse it with their perfume. I retire to the sanctuary To meet with zeal my longing muse, To beseech her inspiring light That I may carve some divine hymns And offer them at the Lord`s shrine As a humble token of mine. I retire to the sanctuary To retrieve hymns aligned on shelves, Brush out the tangled spiders` webs Endow them with gems of beauty And breathe freshened air unto them That they may soar in time and space.