An intimate place held close at heart, sealed within;
releasing my souls content, unlocked corridors.
Luring this woman's desires, unafraid to sin,
strengthens and heals those who search reasons to explore.
Each passing moment transcends us to a new realm,
enveloping my mind and spirit, an endless bliss.
This spiritual home is structured by a true helm,
comforting convictions that stand loyal to this.
Two stories tall with windows so clear you can see all,
rooms of love remain high while others are hidden.
Remission stains the walls of colour down the south hall,
the malicious inner screams are now forbidden.
Internal warmth travels through the foundation here,
enlightened ones offer residual tithes of love.
Traveling warriors, kings and queens from far and near,
pursue enlightenment and healing from above.
Spiritual vicar welcomes all to enter now,
entering this realm with a solemn tender vow
Kristin Thanks for sharing this Beautiful poem This poem is almost like a song I believe that God spoked to you And that was the message he delivered to you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you all for your warming comments. I was prompted in entering a poetry contest to write about 'my home'... and this is what resulted. It won first place... *shrugs and smiles* Lots of love to all of you, ~Kristin~