The Sacred Nest

Oh my sacred nest.... Be my sweet haven, my succour. When my heart is rent asunder in Life's perennial buffet, When the torrents of worldly venom and hurricane... Pooh pooh all my strife and toil, And my groaning heart yearns for a fresher shower... Just to camouflage my brine behind the rains, I lust for just one hug, one warm retreat... Far from the madding crowd of insanity... Into my escapist's paradise of myopic bliss.