There's a room in your house
For you to go and visit some days
Dark and quiet it may be
But there's peace in so many ways 

With someone you can't see
You go there and have a talk
And lay prostrate before them
And share each and all your thoughts 

Sometimes you stay for hours
And never realizing this at all
Looking for answers and guidance
As you lay in the closet hall 

There seem to be no interruptions
When you go in private like this
Very seldom will you open your eyes
Because of the vision you might miss 

In body you set on the floor
In this closet that's in your home
But when you go in spirit
You end up around God's throne

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