Safe Space

A Poem by Matt Decker

There is a realm that cannot be overwhelmed.

I can't hear
a thing.
In here
I'm a king.

No more
noise.
Only peace
and poise.

Within this
bubble
I'm without
trouble.

No wind
gets in.
No storm
can form.
No demon
screaming.

Inside
I can hide.
I can fly.
I can't die.

In this place
the external
is replaced
by eternal.

In this
covered realm
I can't be
overwhelmed.

In it
I am
transcendent.

Animation
suspended.
This elation
is splendid!

What is this space
and where?
The Secret Place
of prayer.
Inner Space
this lair.

Out there
I medicate.
In here
I levitate
as I
meditate.

This higher
dimension
requires
ascension.

©️ Matt Decker