Where Do You Find Refuge from the Storm?

Small Harbors

We need small harbors in our soul

where we can slip out of the sea

to wait a moment and be whole.

A book, a poem, a song may be

enough, some exercise, a walk.

A time of solitary labor,

a dog, a cat, a garden, talk

shared with a passing friend or neighbor,

sometimes the merest human touch.

A silent prayer is such a place --

Small harbors may be nothing much,

but ah, they have a saving grace.

(James Dillet Freeman)

Where do you go in a time of trouble; when you need shelter from the storm, or just a little peace and quiet?

What is your favorite 'small harbor' -- a sunset, a special verse, shopping?