This poem was written by a young woman the night she attended a retreat. Her life has been forever changed!
My Secret Place
My innocence stolen at just 13 Never feeling like a little girl Lost in everything Now here I stand at 18 years old Running to anything to make me feel whole But today I stopped running I ran out of breath I started a new life Now I have a new step I stood before a mahogany door Maybe 20 feet tall Embroidered with golden ivy and A goldendoor knob Before I could turn it It opened to me wide And I a little girl went running inside Running through a garden with every color flower you could find Yet the fragrance wasn’t just the flowers, It was the beauty all aroundI n my little white dress with blue flowers around the waistband I saw my Father’s eyes, His light was all around All I could do was fall to my knees For His eyes were like a crystal Kaleidoscope That’s all I could see, I stare into His eyes as He whispers to me See - you are still innocentYour secret place is me! Nina
