Come

Come to me 

with sincerity, 

open heart, 

open arms, 

and I will fill 

your gray world 

with colors 

you have not yet 

learned the names of. 

Come to me 

vulnerable, 

worn down, 

downcast, 

and I will build 

you fortress walls 

unbreachable, 

stretching across 

the horizon. 

Come to me 

with hope, 

dreamer’s eyes 

and steadfast soul, 

and I will unlock 

the kingdom 

and hand you 

the keys. 

Hurricane

 If there is
not a word
for the hurricane
inside my head,
how is it
that you hear
the sirens
so clearly?
When all is
wind
and rain
and chaos,
you are
my shelter
still.