Saturday, May 31, 2008

sacred space

in my mind
there is a mossy
wooded hollow

neither long
nor wide, but
rounded, just
right for a person
to sit

at its entrance
is a large granite
stone, a perfect
natural
table, neither
perfectly smooth
nor perfectly flat

but rounded, with
small crevices
where insects hide

the air
in this hollow
smells of the sweet
woods

all there is
in this hollow

is
you


Rachel Westfall
May 31, 2008

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