Spiritual But Not Religious

I know what I like,

When a day touches me because of the joy it brings,

Or someone spreads their love like steaming butter over my hot toast,

And the water is particularly calming by the lake.

All of these reach deep inside.

 

To a place only known to me … and God.

 

Window

 

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