By Leah Jordan Meahl
Down the concrete bleachers I bound
Finally thankful that no one’s around
The evening air is cool and damp
As I follow the glowing streetlamps
Passing through a chain link fence
Leaving behind a world so intense
Now I am all alone
Channeling a realm unknown
I speak to the air and let it drift away
Like a message in a bottle to be found someday
Though in the silence I feel a presence like no other
That’s peaceful and warm like the arms of a mother
I circle and circle leaving my trail
Of glistening footsteps telling my tale
Oh how often I circle this field
Having no worries with God as my shield
I gaze up at the moon and stars above
Just bathing the power of His love
It is here that I come to rest in Him
When the world starts to make my light grow dim
It is here I find Him who makes me whole
His hand healing the ache in my soul
I bid the moon and stars goodnight
Knowing that Jesus is holding me tight
Until next time to the field I go
To my sanctuary, there’s no better place I know.
-LJM
Leah Jordan Meahl 