The sanctuary 🪷

What a blessing,

To be sleeping cozy 

inside my personal bed room

While it is drizzling outside.

Not the harmful cloud burst

But the gentle lovely drizzle

That's lullaby to the soul.

My pets, safe and sound

Also sleeping in their little haven,

While a single incense stick 

burns upright.

It's slow scent, a signal: 

All is well now, all is calm.

A golden light spills accross my living,

I imagine this calmness to be my aura

The subtle chattering of small birdies

And my jathi playlist,

A tapestry of divinity woven in sound.

Home is this.

Home is myself and the sanctuary I carry.

May this solitude always bring me light.

Be my guidance and wisdom. 🙏