I have built a temple <br />In the deep recesses of my heart, <br />To which I withdraw <br />When I don’t want to take part, <br /> <br />In the cacophony around me. <br />I feel terribly distraught; <br />Nation is full of angst and fear, <br />Thrown out of balance, peace is sought. <br /> <br />It’s a place of utter bliss, <br />Where I feel pure joy. <br />Ever since, I learnt to do this <br />My spirits remain buoyed. <br /> <br />The sanctum sanctorum within, <br />Helps me remain poised. <br />Connect with myself and Him, <br />Handle life with great sangfroid. <br /> <br />It’s the only way I know, <br />To touch joy several times. <br />Live mindfully and feel alive, <br />Not get swept by high tides.<br /><br />Mamta Agarwal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-the-deep-recesses-of-my-heart/
