It’s Sunday morning again, once more,
time to open my spiritual center door,
no longer driving to a physical space,
making it work at home, my perfect place.
Struggle and strife are left at the door,
I’m centered in peace and love and much more,
choosing my service with each little tap,
finding wisdom and joy with my pad on my lap.
I do miss the feelings the sanctuary brings,
the smiles, the hugs, the community things,
but until the world heals at some future date,
it will be my home where I pray and meditate.
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