Sunday, February 24, 2013 0 comments

Secret Place


Secret Place
In the rushing wind or pouring rain,
You draw me near and whisper my name.
Quieting my fears and taking my pain,
You shower me with your love and grace.
To you I run, I run away.
A distant land, our secret place.
Where on my knees I seek your face
Your love and mercy,
Your warm embrace.

 
;