The Welcoming Womb
Everyone is searching for their own piece of heaven,
We’re all seeking out our own personal asylum,
Looking to find a private haven,
A sheltered harbour to weather the storm from.
A secluded cocoon,
A welcoming womb,
A place beyond daily responsibility,
Where wonder abounds, in glorious infinity,
No malice disturbs the peaceful tranquillity,
A place to hide from the stark reality.
Sheltered from harm,
In protecting arms.
The disturbance of others cannot be heard,
A place to retreat from the stage of the world,
Role playing your bit part is completely absurd,
Life’s audience can’t see, as the real you unfurls.
14th August 1998