Paula M. Puddephatt
Spiritual Peace - Poem by Paula M. Puddephatt
I find my place of spiritual peace
Again, just when I feel I never will.
There is a sense of freedom and release.
I can't know all the answers, but am still
In touch with The Divine, and that is real.
We're all connected. Life is precious, and
Life doesn't end with death. Sometimes we feel
A presence, and we come to understand
That nobody who's ever been has gone.
The spirits of the ones we've loved remain.
They will protect us - help us to go on.
There is almost a beauty in the pain.
Although sometimes I find it hard to trust,
Truth's constant. Feel the patterns in the rust.
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