by Lori Howell Thompson
Each of us has a hidden place
Somewhere deep within ourselves;
A place where we go to get away,
To think things through
To be alone, to be ourselves.
This unique place, where we confront our deepest feelings,
Becomes a storehouse of all our hopes
All our needs, all our dreams,
And even our unspoken fears.
It encompasses the essence of who we are and what we want to be.
But now and then, whether by chance or design,
Someone discovers a way into that place we thought was ours alone.
And we allow that person to see, to feel, and to share.
All the reason, all the uncertainty
And all the emotion we’ve stored up there.
That person adds new perspective to our hidden realm;
Then quietly settles down in his own corner of our special place,
Where a bit himself will stay forever.
And we call that person GOD!
© Lori L. Howell 2000