SANCTUARY
Hoping.
For a chance to meet you.
For the light to shine through the darkness.
For this pointless war to be over.
For warm arms to finally welcome me.
For my sanctuary.

Wishing.
That this blindfold will come off.
That this dizzying twilight will never end.
That everyone could truly feel.
That some things really were that simple.
For my sanctuary.

Watching.
The leaves separate from the trees.
Your eyes watching me.
The rain, sliding down the window pane.
The waves, slowly returning back to their home.
My sanctuary.

Waiting.
For the door to open, revealing a new adventure.
For the bright light to break through the barriers around hearts.
For the wildflowers to open themselves to the world.
For this hunger satiated.
For my sanctuary.

Crying.
For the innocence lost.
For the lives forever gone due to malicious intent.
For the blood-relatives who could never be called family.
For your unnessecary suffering.
For my sanctuary,

Smiling.
At the friends who never fail to keep me laughing.
At you, my eternal light, never to be snuffed out.
For the futures of the young ones happily running about.
At the sky stretching on overhead.
At my sanctuary.

Loving.
The sound of laughter echoing all around.
The sight of the stars twinkling overhead.
The warmth in your eyes, after we exchange those three special words.
The forget-me-nots dancing in the wind.
My sanctuary.

Finally.
You turn to me.
And you hope.
You wish.
You watch.
You wait.
You cry.
You smile.
You love.
Then, you take my hand and lead me home.
To our sanctuary.