The Lost Sanctuary


I walked those gardens where we met, a lifetime or was it two ago, holding your hand mine: discovering in that gaze of yours, the source of my tranquillity I saw the tree on which our names were carved and thought of how we merged our lives: you were everything I sought: love given with sweet simplicity!

Strengthened by your blind support, I let myself discover ever new conquests, each one forgiven till, at last, your faith was gone. You discovered I was a man lost to himself: abandonment posed as bravery, avoiding purpose at all cost and living without morality.

You married someone else, I hear, and lived the life you offered me, while I walked on a thousand miles, a friend to the lost.

Man may travel without rest seeking for the Promised Land: I have not reached that place as yet and journey without peace: walking with people much like me, drifting on in search of hope.

I am as lost as man can be, I cannot call it otherwise, but somewhere in my secret place, safe from harm or casual glance, you once gave your heart to me.

About Peter Wells aka Countingducks

Trying to remember what my future is
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9 Responses to The Lost Sanctuary

  1. Very nice writing… the one that got away, I guess.

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  2. busbybabes19 says:

    Beautifully poignant ….

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  3. beth says:

    beautifully written, and achingly sad. a love once found, forever lost

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  4. Al says:

    Win some, lose some. Mostly lose some.

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  5. tiostib says:

    As often happens when I listen to your enigmatic stories, my mind is provoked to wander deeper into the mysterious forest of life..

    Sanctuary, such a sacred, soothing word, a feeling of calm, of trust, of being infinitely loved, something we all chase and some of us find.

    I was blessed to find sanctuary in my life, a fleeting yet immortal love. In the words of the Hawaiian singer Israel Kamakawiwoʻole-

    “For all I’ve been blessed with in my life
    There was an emptiness in me
    I was imprisoned by the power of gold
    With one kind touch you sent me free

    let the world stop turning
    Let the sun stop burning
    Let them tell me love is not worth goin’ through
    If it all falls apart
    I will no deep in my heart
    The only dream that mattered had come true

    In this life I was loved by you

    Here’s the link to the song-

    Again, thank you for again adding delight to my day and may you and all your followers know the bliss of sanctuary.

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  6. Manda Marie says:

    It not letting me comment? Maybe.

    I love this. It’s so elegant. It’s amazing I can picture myself surrounded by a canopy of trees. Thank you for the gift that is you.

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  7. This is so beautifully written it broke my heart. </3 looking forward to more of your masterpieces!

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  8. nelle says:

    We lament the wrong turns…and that’s okay I hope your character finds what settles him.

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  9. Jack Eason says:

    Reblogged this on Have We Had Help? and commented:
    More from a fellow writer…

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