There is a place for those like me,
It’s far away across the sea,
It’s over a mountain range so vast,
It’s where the future meets the past.
This place is calm, this place is meek,
It’s where those are strong who feel so weak,
It’s where those who’re bound can become free,
And there, those who’re blind can truly see.
It’s almost like a Truth Divine
When pure thought and love align,
This is where the quiet shines
Within the air amidst its lines.
It’s sought by many but only few
Will catch a glimpse of its view,
It’s in the present where you’ll find
A truth, a gift, a peace of mind.
Though across a sea, you needn’t quest
Past the bounds of your own chest,
And though a mountain halts your tread,
You need only scale what’s in your head.
Here, one can feel the rhythm of
The beat of hearts of those they love,
And from a distance heal and grace
With a calm presence in this place.
-Jacob Winterfeldt
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