The Secret Place

A place of serene quietness,
secluded yet connected,
Not reckless but abandon.
None but Jesus.

Through this cul de sac,
Girt between mountains,
Misty vapour enshrouded,
A river of life is He,
Awash my soul with peace.

Over hazy pools of crystal,
Beneath mighty willows
Swaying ever so softly in
Gentle breeze of mor'n.

The sounds of waters
Does so sooth my soul,
A quiet yet comely song,
Easing sorrows ill-got.

It is here I come
In times of trouble,
The secret place, abide
Under the shadow of
The Almighty.