Linking to dVerse Poets pub where Amaya hosts tonight…
here can be a holy place
anywhere a sacred space
only need to be aware
heaven isn’t way up there
thinner threads within the veil
may allow a visage through
listen quiet to the pale
heart and hope again renew
gathered for a funeral or
as mist the woodland fills
in a mood ephemeral
when attentiveness distills
subtle warmth of offered tea
or soft-scented flower bud
sound of bird in linden tree
opens inner space to God
