Sanctuary

Alas the rainbow burned;

behold its ash did fall.

Showered in clouds of faint,

despair did etch its scrawl.

 

Descending path held soot;

the road of shadows raged.

Downward tumbled spiral,

upon emotions caged.

 

Barbaric doors bolt shut;

windows hid their view.

Alone found desolation,

bore its solitary screw.

 

Consigned was fate to dark,

with plead of mercies end.

As halted cries went silent,

no cure could hope to mend.

 

Defeatist heart resigned,

until that threshold spoke.

Commit this fragile soul;

be safe from gravely smoke.

 

This sanctuary breathes in peace;

long sought on troubled walk.

Recuperating hidden scars,

as buried dreams now talk.

 

Forgive those wings of stall;

do pardon acts of flaw.

Secure within this haven,

finds shelter from cruel claw.

 

Where time is not a master;

this sanctuary ticks in heal.

In promise that direction,

shall steer with tranquil feel.

©Brett Kristian 2019