Written for: dVerse Poets Pub - Haibun Monday: Give Me Shelter
(posted by Mish)
"Shelter could be nothing but a quick escape from the noise of the world. However, in times of poverty, homelessness, war, violence, shelter is everything. Shelter can be described from the forest floor or from the depths of our hearts and minds where we often need a safe place to reset, to nourish, to grow."
These days I take shelter inside myself. Eyes closed,
I meditate, trying to find a place of quiet contentment.
Screaming noise dominates the world, my head, my life.
Often I become distracted, allowing outside events
to seep in like black clouds. Those are times I wish
an ancient tree would enfold me, and keep me safe.
storm pummels tin roof
nothing is heard inside
her music is soft snow
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