Bicentenary Poems and Prose

In the Sanctuary

In the Sanctuary:
To The Blessed Beauty

I wake up in the shelter of God's love,
intone a morning prayer of protection,
inhale the cool fragrance of His glory
from the scriptures revealed by the Blessed Beauty.

Alone in my room,
I sit in the sanctuary of the Divine presence
feeling the Holy Spirit flow
like water through an irrigation canal
across the parched field of my soul.

Whenever I read the verses
or prayers revealed by the Blessed Beauty,
I am transported to the sanctuary
of my Lord.

Poet's Note: ▼

I began this poem as a results of a "Blogging Circle of Friends "  blog prompt for August 14, 2017. The original beginning is posted in "Writing in Snow"  "Motivational Monday: Writing Motivation Blog Prompts" . This is Poem 159 of 200 Dedicated to The Blessed Beauty.