At a wonder midst
The smell in this place
Where does it come from?
Like surrounding my face
There's no fear about
No worry it be
From what's surrounding
Nor what I can't see
Peace dwelling in here
As standing alone
Praying some prayers
Entered in God's throne
Room, of His mercy
A place where to be
From What's Surrounding
Beauty, whom we see
Thanks for readingPoem #1842
Idea 29 Aug 2012
2PLF at 7:10 AM
Re read 20 March 2013
Made some corrections and changes
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