Of Kind Places...

The laughter of the summer-sky

The beauty of the morning

The lily and the butterfly

In nature’s fair adorning,

The sweep of seasons as they flow

Would grieve without atoning

If we did not have, here below

Love’s kind place of belonging

Where is your sweet home of the heart?

What soothes your silent longing?

For we all need love’s dearest part

That kind place of belonging

And then, though life may treat us wrong

In conquest raw, demanding

What joy to haste where we belong

To quiet understanding

We ought not squander energy

On things cold, hard and graven

Where greed and gain, love’s enemy

Destroys its tender haven

But as we struggle on life’s road

Of loneliness and longing

I pray we each find here below

Love’s kind place of belonging

© Janet Martin

My brother Dave is not a man of man wasted words, but I find what he does say is worth a listen, and today, a sharing....

 "A home is not a house and things we own  -  but a sense of being where we belong  -  a place of safety , security , comfort , LOVE , -    and everyone wants to belong - desires to belong  - and needs to belong." 

Thank-you Dave, for this morning's inspiration.

I'm reading the 4th book in The Walk Series by Richard Paul Evans. It is a story about a man whose loses his wife, home and belongings so he begins walking and a journey to discovery...a great read!