ARTIST Poem: Shelter from the Storm, by Maria Daria Pivoda

For you, there is no sanctuary.
I knew it from the moment I saw you;
Scarred soul, Tired heart,
Eyes the color of the darkest storm.
In reality, you are calamity,
Untouchable, volatile force of nature,
But in my dreams, you are the very flower
That grows from the cracks of concrete.

For you, there is no sanctuary,
But in the house that I have built
High atop the mountains, high above the sea,
You will always have a place.
In the cage of my soul,
I have pried open the bars
And lit a torch
Just for you.

For you, there is no sanctuary,
But I conjure worlds, and for you
I will spin a tale of quietude, of calm seas,
Of warm dreams.
Close your eyes, sleep, and watch me
As I weave your scars into constellations,
Paint your heart with the colors of the sky,
Let your chaos guide my hands.

For you, I have made a sanctuary,
And as long as I breathe
The doors will be open.
Mossy, crooked, weathered, rusted;
In that house, a light will always shine,
Even in the darkest of nights

Author: poetryfest

Submit your Poetry to the Festival. Three Options: 1) To post. 2) To have performed by an actor 3) To be made into a film. View all posts by poetryfest