The Garden Tomb – My sacred place
As I look inside me and beyond my soul
thinking of the past and it wrenching toll
I try and think of where I would want to be
If I had one special place…yes just for me
would it be in the mountains I visited long ago
or here deep inside me that Id want to go
I think and think of what it could be
and then I see it in my mind with glee
I see a place of beauty and peace
a place of reverance and the meek
I see the garden and the tomb within which he lay
a place where Mary once did pray
I see my feelings of peace when I was there
and remember there wasnt a scare
I remember feeling the wind on my face
slightly blowing by his grace
The skull on the rock was a simple landmark to mankind
but to me it was going back in time
I remember thinking Im not worthy of this
place…this ground so sacred and true
this place where I realized there had to be you
who you were I did not know
but the feelings of peace only continued to grow
Was I wrong for doubting you
or was it there that in to me came the seed for you
Now I am not perfect to say the least
but you impacted me and gave me (if only for that moment)an inner peace
so its been asked of me where is my sacred place
and it is there I say without shameful discrace
© 2005 DP
over 5 years ago