In deepest recess what do you desire

What are your longings how do you aspire

Covered in darkness enmeshed in night

What is the solace that makes things right


Where do you turn when all seems lost

Warmth is elusive all’s covered in frost

Your mind is cloudy presence is fogged

Can’t seem to breathe airways clogged


We have a center place of pure being

Where we turn to when we need to cling

A place of worship a statue a poem

A task a person you can call home


This holy union of you and thou

Fills the dark empty soothes all somehow

Beast that was raging churning wild

Quiet like the embrace of a beloved child


Be still and calm go to that place

Drink it all in with the sage of your grace

It’s ever present no matter the travail

Holding keeping guarantees you’ll prevail


Where do you turn to when all around you is swirling?

Do you have a personal practice and how does it feed you?

What else do you need??

– Stewart Levine ©

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