My Sanctuary (In The Woods) Poem by DM W

I love the warmth of my sanctuary,
In the dark woods away from prying eyes:
Alongside love that flows naturally.
Alongside a light I know that is mine.

I love the warmth of my sanctuary:
Writing poetry by the knowing fire;
With you as my Muse. At last we are free
From the modern world's miasmal desires.

O I do not miss the rampant rat race.
I'm relieved to avoid the constant stress.
I'm looking for something akin to Grace.
I'm longing for Nature's healing caress.

Although I hear the harsh winds beat against
My doors; although the skies are turning grey
And we'll soon be flooded by mocking rain,
I'll endure all; as there'll be brighter days.