ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

Where is that simple, quiet place, that you’ve been longing for,

Is it within your own backyard or at your own front door,

It can be the peaceful beauty, we hold within our hand,

Raging glory of a garden, flowers making it grand,

The birds are nestled in the trees, they sing a perfect song,

The waters of a passing brook, will join and sing along,

The buzzing of a bumble bee, while touching each ripe bloom,

Or maybe it’s inside your thoughts, within a quiet room,

The tranquil place that we desire, will differ for us all,

It may be wrapped in solitude, or in a noisy hall,

It’s what we choose to make of it, that sets it far apart,

From things that taunt and eat at us, and tear our very heart,

Peace comes when we allow it to, and turn to God alone,

He takes our troubles far from us, and does it on His own,

My quiet place is often found within the deepest parts of my mind. My imagination carries me over raging seas into a blissful paradise. A kaleidoscope of tiny fragments of memories creates delightful patterns on the ceiling. Soft, muted lights, with shadows of intricately woven lace, are pressed into the wall. Colors are blurred and brush strokes swirl them into a quiet energy. This energy revitalizes, restores and renews. All of it is created by a loving Father who uses His strength to bring peace. This is my quiet place – the place where peace abounds and chaos takes a long vacation.