Jan 26, 2026
SANCTUARY
Once, there were so many thoughts left unspoken,
Words unfinished, flawed, and broken.
I was called to a safe place—my haven,
Where all my problems and troubles were taken.
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Teardrops flowed endlessly
For every tough day that came to me.
Its image, swift in my memory,
Lifted me up, easing all my worries.
Whenever I was messed up,
With the heaviest and most burdened heart,
I longed to come and feel His warmth
In the sanctuary, where there is no agony.
