Saturday, December 14, 2013

Finding A Hole

I wish I could find a sunny spot
in a grove of trees.
Where there is the smell of pine and last year's oak leaves.
There would be a hole or burrow.
It would be lined with soft leaves and fur.

All worries, stress and troubles
will be left at the entrance to the burrow.
I will enter the burrow with a clear mind and an open heart.
No regrets, only Peace.

Sealed in my cozy place I can let go
and sleep the sleep of the innocents.
Nowhere to go.
Nothing to do.
Just sleep and Rest.

After days, months, possibly years I will come back out.
Feeling like my Soul has had a bath.
All the Negative and Painful things of life are gone now.

The hand of God has wiped away the tears that have been cried
over Mankind's Foolishness.

I just need to find that hole.

© Dec 2013 Philip G. DeLoach