Sunday, September 18, 2011

Hiding place

Ah, there are those days
When the best place to be
Is hiding out with you
Where stillness is to be found
And perspective from problems.
Where hope can be restored
And peace re-enters the mind.
Where joy waits to be savored
And mourning given her due.
Thank you for being my Hiding Place.

-- Joyce Rupp,  Fragments of Your Ancient Name

3 comments:

Maureen said...

Nice piece from Rupp.

Hope you'll join the PhotoPlay this week at The High Calling. The theme is rust. You have some great images for that.

Louise Gallagher said...

there is such peace and contentment -- both in the quote and the photo.

Wind-kissed said...

Ah Yes...and this is just one of those days---a little grey and a little rainy punctuated by greens and browns as the season begins her transformation. I peer out at the slowly changing world around me and I feel deep peace...Thanks, Diane.