The Secret Place by Dennis Lee

There’s a place I go, inside myself,

Where nobody else can be,

And none of my friends can tell it’s there–

Nobody knows but me.

It’s hard to explain the way it feels,

Or even where I go.

It isn’t a place in time or space,

But once I’m there, I know.

It’s tiny, it’s shiny, it can’t be seen,

But it’s big as the sky at night…

I try to explain and it hurts my brain

But once I’m there, it’s right.

There’s a place I know inside myself,

And it’s neither big nor small,

And whenever I go, it feels as though

I never left at all.

This is a children’s poem written by Dennis Lee who apparently has written many volumes of poems for kids.  I picked up a small compilation at the library.

This poem spoke to me when I read it.  I know I have a place I like to retreat to when the going gets tough. I always wonder about my kids.  They live so much in their little worlds that I imagine they have rooms and rooms of these places.

I like to think I have one of these places where God dwells and I can go and have a cup of coffee with Him and chat.  I know He’s there; it’s the finding Him that is the tricky part.