I know of a place
unremarkable in style and stature.
It draws not so much as a glance
from casual passers-by.
It is the destination
of not a single royal entourage.
It does not embrace
the grandeur of a significant architectural style,
nor does it reflect the tastes
of a particular social influence.
It is simple and plain,
nothing more than
shelter from the storm,
yet it is the place
for which I always long.
It is the chosen end
to all my wandering paths.
It is where
my sweet love waits for me.
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