The Sanctuary

The towers in my cathedral stand tall,steady, stately as they sway; unaware of any turmoil which clenches, clutches and chokes. Tall, trim trees adorn with ornaments grand.Rubies of cardinals, aquamarine jays, amber breasted robins are only a few precious gems. Gaze upward, for solitude reaches higher than thirty or forty foot pines gathered in openContinue reading “The Sanctuary”