Sanctuary

My home-
the territory I have claimed
for myself-
is full of the energy
of the ways I have crafted
the beginning of something new.

 We pray
and light candles
at the altar of my table.

We sing and dance
in the practice of leonine ways-
strong and full of voice
that  rings true with mighty force
of will and kindness for the world.

My slavish ways to flowers
and elders
and my children
can not to be helped.

These beings
are full of wisdom.

This place
my sanctuary
of peace.