The Light’s Own Place

When light streamed in to find its way

And find a place to lay its heart

The dusty floor was there to take

And keep for light the treasure’s part.


To find a place to come inside

And wait without the storm

Is like to find the waiting arms

That held and kept and gave you form.


13 thoughts on “The Light’s Own Place

  1. How very sad when we DO NOT allow the light to stream into our beings! We surely will never find the treasures therein if we continue to make this error. Thank you so much for this strong reminder today of our need to always be open to the light.

  2. are you one of those men who use “it’s” as the possessive form? i’ve now met two of you in the last month. please tell me why you do this. i don’t agree with it.

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