My dwelling.

My dwelling.

A Poem by BowlofSarah

In the depth of my soul
runs a river so sweet 
with crystal blue water rushing in wakes
over small mountains that dwell in this creek 

What a sight to hold 
such a treasure as this
no peace can be found to equal it
for this is my dwelling 
my home
my place to retreat
and it is forever a part of me.  

© 2012 BowlofSarah


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BowlofSarah
BowlofSarah

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I am meant to discover something new under the sun. I am meant to induce change, I am meant to inspire people. Not because of any special ability only through the radical love i have to give. A love.. more..

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