Place Of Joy Poem by Bree Z Love

Playful in my thoughts bringing a place of joy. Nevertheless,
I stand as a woman; in a World that tells me to be seductive.
No pressure as the child, in imagination of being whom I chose to be;
in my creative.
Mind, actions and behaviors, I am skipping through narratives.

Of wishing, I find a splendid World full of Cherry Blossom trees; where I eat as much as I please.
Never worrying about how the treat is edible for his tease.
I devour and walk away; freely through the luscious grass that tickles my feet.

Awakening, every morning refreshed; to a sunrise and new adventure.
With no dictation of direction just sensations of pleasure.
Aware of the beauty of solitude with the Creator; as we sit in the moment looking at the true treasure.

Loving and cherishing
the child's innocence.
My true pure innocence
brings about a joy.