Feeling out of place, finding a quiet corner to sit and
write, away from all the conversation, others enjoying
being together.
Needing to enter a place interiorly where there's peace,
nothing against anyone, it is just who I am, always look-
ing for a place of my own.
Wanting to continually enter a bluened light of the Divine
within, feeling the power of God quietly nurturing soul and
spirit continually and believing in His total goodness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
RoseAnn, Very nice, short and sweet, something which all poets can relate. I have added your poem to MyPoemList. A well deserved 10.