There is a spot I like to go,
deep within to search my Soul.
It's a secret place where all is well,
the things I see I can not tell.
To see the things of this magical place,
you have to touch the hand of Grace.
When that touch is felt inside,
In His Kingdom do you abide.
And within these walls of Love,
the worlds problems just desolve.
How does it work, I do not know,
while in this state you feel aglow.
When that glow goes out from you,
you change the world, it's borne anew.
The game of Life is to find your spot,
where this place is real and the world is not.
Keith Foley
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hiding-spot/
