Enter, hearts in need of rest,
Tread where ancient feet have trod,
Feel the Hallow in thy breast,
Find in silence words of God;
Let the sanctuary leach
Peace into thy weary soul,
Solitude, let wisdom teach
How love can make of parts, a whole.
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Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
I love these sacred spaces; the sanctuary, the silence, the presence of the ages.
Me, too. You can feel it in your bones as soon as you enter. Thanks, Gallivanta!
Absolutely!
Beautiful–I especially love, “feel the Hallow in thy breast”. That’s what I need.
Me, too! Especially for today…. thanks, Mirada.
Beautiful…
Thanks Rosy!
Lovely words, Melody…
Thanks, Lauren!