The D Spot

a place where I find harbor
grace
solitude
alone but not lonely.
A hidden place, a special place
Found only where I put it.
Here I find my peace,
a place of my own construct, with
rooms to fill as I desire.
Perhaps a sun room, to meditate
Or a room that gathers moonlight when
I need to commune with my Goddess.
Perhaps a comfy couch with a bay window, for
watching the passing rainstorms.
Perhaps a kitchen, with an ever-ready pot of coffee
and
Perhaps a bedroom
for secret things.
Thoughts to think
Dreams to dream
Wishes to hang
on the stars in my
self-made universe.
Its safe here, in my spot.
I can be who I really am
or
I can choose to be someone else.
Either way
I can be me.
No one comes in
without an invite
And only those whom I trust
will cross this threshold.
And for now, I am happy here
in this place of serenity
Basking in the candlelight
letting my thoughts come as they may.
Experiencing each idea as if it
were happening right now.
trying on different ‘what ifs’
to see which is the best fit.
Here I need not censor my feelings
nor rewrite history.
here I need not worry about what is
good or bad
wrong or right
all i need to remember
is that things are what they are
and I can examine such
thoughts
with a pure eye and
pure heart.
No fears in the corners here, and
no darkness in the basement.
I shine in my special spot and
If you are nice
and true and
honest
I will share my light with you.