Inner Vision
I pick my steps methodically
along an uneven cobblestone path
to find my secret sanctuary
under the wide-open sky
just my thoughts
memories
and I.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2018
My inner visions guide me through life. No one else can hear or see them it’s a safe place to be. An animation of mine called Nature’s Heartbeat.
Written for the prompt vision with my friends at Poets United.
Capricious Poet 
Think we all need that sanctuary…a little me place.
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We all have it, at least on the inside…
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“My inner visions guide me through life. No one else can hear or see them it’s a safe place to be.”
How true these words (for me) and you are right that sometimes we tread an uneven path on this journey of life.
Anna :o]
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Thank you, Anna!
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It seems like bit of a task to get to your sanctuary. I like that idea that it takes effort to become at ease.
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Thank you for noticing that fact, you’re so right!
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This has to be a new meditation poem, Bekkie – I love it!
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Thank you, Kim! You made my day!
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🙂
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The sense of contentment really shines here
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Thank you, Jae! Good to see you.
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What a recurring theme to return to the wild as though some primal impulse urges us back there from whence we once came. Beautiful poem Bekkie.
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Thank you so much!
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I love your ‘secret sanctuary’ Bekkie. We should all have one. A lovely poem.
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I think we all do, it’s just a little different for each person. Thank you, Sumana!
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Perfection!
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Thank you, Rosemary! I didn’t know you were a physic until I read it on Facebook. I do Tarot cards and love that stuff. And here I thought you were just a witch, poet, photographer, talented gardener….lol! You are so interesting.
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Many thanks, but one thing I am not is a talented gardener! I have a “brown thumb”.
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Lol! Good to know. I was thinking of all those rose photos on Facebook.
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I photograph them (and nowadays some other people do too). I don’t grow them. 😦
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I love that sanctuary under the sky.
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And I know that you are in it almost every day. Thank you, Sherry! Hugs!
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I love how the heartbeat and your poem work together. With so much out there, “alone” is rare.
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Yes, it is, Susan. Thank you!
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lovely poem… in a few words you me on my own cobblestone path
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that should have read ” you had me on my own cobblestone path” my fingers were faster than my brain.. 🙂
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I don’t think that would have fit into my poem. Thank you!
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