In me there is a vast and lonely place,
Where none, not even you have walked in sight,
A wide, still vale of solitude and light,
Where Silence echoes into ebbing space.
And there I creep at times and hide my face,
While in myself I fathom wrong and right,
And all the timeless ages of the night,
That sacred silence of my soul I pace.
Discover the wide, still vale of solitude and light by doing some of the guided imageries at Soul Food. Peek through the door of memory and see your eight year old self.