Spiritual Peace (poem)

I find my place of spiritual peace

Again, just when I feel I never will.

There is a sense of freedom and release.

I can’t know all the answers, but am still


In touch with The Divine, and that is real.

We’re all connected. Life is precious, and

Life doesn’t end with death. Sometimes we feel

A presence, and we come to understand


That nobody who’s ever been has gone.

The spirits of the ones we’ve loved remain.

They will protect us – help us to go on.

There is almost a beauty in the pain.


Although sometimes I find it hard to trust,

Truth’s constant. Feel the patterns in the rust.

Paula Puddephatt
Born in Berkshire, living in Hampshire, love poetry and nature.
Paula Puddephatt

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