A Whisper in the Wind
a Feather in the Eye of the Storm
My Quiet Place in the midst of it all
I found it
but not from where I went looking for it
I climbed the highest peaks of Tibet
found the most mysterious temples
and meditated with the holy men
But it wasn't there
So I traveled onward
I made a million
and then ten
in Wall Street
I sold my soul for a few shares
The more I gained in cold cash
the less I had warmth in my heart
So I became a beggar
I lived the simple life
surviving day by day
moment by moment
I wished for someone to come
and rescue me
I waited for a messiah
But when I laid me down to sleep
it was just me
and myself
and a cold silence
Imagine my surprise
when I found out
that it was there all the time
waiting
My Sanctuary
It wasn't in Tibet
not in the deepest jungle
not in the american dream
But in mine
It was in me
within
My Quiet Place
it is in the Heart of Me
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