O’ woodland retreat restoreth my soul,
when a wayward arrow pierces my heart,
let me abide within my nook
to find the peace that so quickly
is snatched away.
Let thy serene beauty
and quiet sounds of water and birds
comfort me, surround me with your
knowing and understanding ways
in this abode where love and caring abounds.
I send a plea to the Mother,
help me return to thy arms
and know where I have failed,
open mine eyes like a newborn babe,
so I may once again feel the spiritual bond.
Let me be akin to the running water,
which flows so gently on its path,
and changes the course
when barriers are reached,
then carries on to better ways.
The spiritual bond that keeps me connected
to all the beauty and love
within this thy peaceful sanctuary,
let the trials and struggles to come
be overcome with trust and faith.
Heal the sorrow that has touched my soul,
let me not go forth till the right path
is revealed to me,
when once again I may walk in love and beauty,
O’ Woodland Retreat Restoreth My Soul
O’ Mother, let me walk in love and beauty.
© 2018 Phyllis Doyle Burns