Sanctuary

 Somewhere in the stillness of time, I would that there was a place I could find
A place when the walls of worry, and stress were closing in on me I could hide
Hide from all the problems of this life, from all those tugging at me
A sanctuary to run to, a safe haven, free of stress, free of pain
 
Sometimes this life is more than I can bear, but where can I run
Where can I go where the cares of this life don’t exist On every hand I am plagued, there is no relief to my pain, none to the worries of this life
I run to the rocks, and the rocks cry out, we can not hide you
I run to the mountains, and they refuse me sanctuary
Where will I go, where will I hide, who will protect me
 
When my worries over take me is there not a safe haven
Is there not somewhere one can take refuge
Is life that desolate, is life that foreboding
Is this not why some have lost their minds
Did the pressure of no escape overtake them
Did their minds simple chose to release them
To free them from the problems of this present life
Is their plight better than mine is
 
In life there are many complexities, many stresses
Some are small, while others are great
Some have solutions, still others don’t Where is the gentle place to rest one’s head To lay down, and forget the complexities, forget the worries
Where is the sanctuary, where is that safe place
Can any answer, can any tell me where this place is found
 
I shall spend my days searching for this place
Somewhere in this desolate place we call earth
Somewhere in this vast expanse, there has to be a sanctuary
From whence one can take the problems, the worries, and the stresses of life
 
 
Chris Brown
September 19, 1997 ©