A Place (I Am)
There is a place inside of me
that is still and silent.
The place feels safe.
The place feels calming.
The place deflates my tension.
My ego thoughts float away
and I am left with
the I am that I am.
Tears fill my eyes
their droplets tap my chest.
The comfort in this place
reminds me I am loved,
reminds me I am the child
in whom God is well pleased.
I am humbled.
I am exalted.
I am the I am that I am.
by Lori (L. Virelli)
Lori's Lane 
Lori, I love this poem and I love this place so much. This feels wise and heartful. I am exulted with you. Namaste.
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Thank you for coming over to read it, Kathy. It is sometimes difficult to remember the directions to this place, but once there, it is bliss.
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That’s so precious and special. And true. 🙂 Why would you debate posting it?
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Some poems I write feel a scary bit personal to share publically, and this one was on the cusp. Thank you for coming over, Pete. I appreciate it, and your comment.
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Aww have no fear! 🙂
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So lovely. Made me feel at peace while reading it. Nice way to start my morning. 🙂
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Thank you, Carrie.
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Beautiful written – reading this .. it feels like you have found you inner calm, so happy for you.
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Thank you, Viveka.
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Soulful is a word I think I would use for this one. Soulful.
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Thank you, I like that word. 🙂
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Very nice. (Sorry that nice is such an overused word, but you know what I mean.)
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Yes, I do. Thanks, Anneli.
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This feels like a prayer. I love it.
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Thank you, Maggie. Sometimes I speak it out loud like a prayer. It helps to relax me when I’ve been stressed. Thank you for visiting my blog and commenting.
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so very lovely!
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Thank you, Millie.
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