sunny's smile

I was reading this book, and came across a lovely poem
by Susan Tuttle that I would like to share.

LODGING OF THE HEART
Susan Tuttle

cloaked in blessed guard
is the lodging of the heart;
a home of deep and steady joy;
where pain is mere scrawls etched on the walls of
spirit--self-deceiving fear that bows to
imagined superiors.

As she turns her face inward
toward stillness
she glimpses worth and wishes self-denied,
shimmering below the current,
like gold coins carved with enchanted things like
butterflies, garlands and stars;
she recognizes them as her birthright
all hers
waiting to be grasped and
embraced.