“Be swift in the path of holiness, and enter the heaven of communion with Me. Cleanse thy heart with the burnish of the spirit, and hasten to the court of the Most High.” Baha’u’llah
For Irene
On a hill nobody wanted to call home
with a water tank no longer in use
nobody wanted this place.
Then a woman with vision
saw a chance for independence
a space for shelter
and beauty.
She made it her place
installed pathways
and gardens
and transformed that water tank
into a home.
And around it were pathways
and seats
cubbies
sculptures
mosaics and blooms.
A space for dreaming
meditating
composing.
A space to burnish the
spirit.
A place people love
to visit
a blessed and
creative home.
(c) June Perkins
Ripple Poetry 
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Beautiful poem! So vivid.