i'll always run somewhere still.
where there's enough rain to dance in,
yet the sky turns cinderella blue.
where the stars shine like glitter,
but by midnight, the shore has gone to sleep.
where each day ends with, "i'm home",
and begins with, "thank you Jesus for today".
wrapped in a warm, plush blanket,
and arms that won't grow tired of holding you.
where there isn't a road map,
but rather, an understanding,
that everything's going to be okay.
where you may fear, but not be afraid.
where you are brilliantly alive.
where is this place, you may ask?
darling, it is written in the depths of your soul.
Love this!