My happy place is one of love.
It is made of people and memories,
of water and woods,
turquoise and sandalwood.
It is a candle in the darkness
and a quilt on a bitter night.
It contains the moon, the stars, and the sun,
and the washing of the controlling tides.
It feeds hot soup and homemade bread,
and of course, chocolate and wine.
My happy place is artistic expression
in fabric and threads.
It listens to Motown and rock and roll
and reads favorite books over and over.
It is calm but cries easily yet accepts what is.
My happy place contains words of peace,
gentle touches, and lots of hugs.
My happy place is a warm breath
in the cold wind, and but a pulse
in the heart of this world.