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Poems
Nov 2012
The Sanctuary (Part 3)
The sun peeks through my window to a new day
It’s not the end, it’s a new beginning
At first the light burns, from being held in the dark for so long
A voluntary imprisonment
Because that’s what I thought love was
The white light starts to warm up my soul
I smile upward knowing,
This moment was a sign of approval from the universe
I’m finally doing something right.
I go for a run and feel the country breeze run through my hair
I miss the ocean, the place I left to find myself
But now I have found myself
I can smile without the pain
Of missing the one I loved hiding behind my teeth
I confuse myself and continue on running
I don’t want to start over again
I don’t want to repeat the same pain I endured, only
A few short months ago
Why risk getting hurt?
I tell myself never return to the sanctuary again until I’m sure I'm ready
Little did I know the universe was listening to my thoughts,
And disagreeing with me
“Running away, making it to the beach, it was all an adventure
Where’s that sense of adventure that used to spark your heart?”
It died I told him, along with my heart itself
And the breeze brings in a storm as he laughs
“Part of the adventure is not being prepared.”
I return home again and once more sleep, safe and secure in the place I can call home
And the storm passes over
I won’t allow myself to return to the ocean
But a dip in the pool is close enough
All the friendly faces
This is my second home
With that thought I smile
A boy lets me go ahead of him
And lets me jump in the water on his word
Deep under the water I think back and let out too much air
Because I surprise myself,
I felt that tug of adventure seeping back into my heart
I get scared and sprint away from the feelings
Bury them on the surface, contemplate them in my mind
“No, no, NO!” I don’t want this happening again
But he’s so cute!
My mind plays tug-a-war with itself as I play it cool in front of my friends
Hiding my insecurity around him and get lost in a workout routine
The more I try to hide it the more I realize that I can’t lie to myself
So I try to see him
And the universe sends another storm
I was angry at first because I was trying again like he wanted me too
But then I realized I also had to wait
And so I did
Mulling over my thoughts I feel like an idiot as revelations occur in my mind
The sanctuary is not a place,
The sanctuary is not a boy
The sanctuary is my ability to create passion in another’s eye
It is part of me
This thought scares me and I'm glad the universe made me wait
I’m glad the universe made my heart break
All those endless nights I spent
Creating rivers with my eyes
I’m glad for the fear of starting over
And I'm glad he made me return home
Because without all this happening I would’ve never found myself
And I would’ve never returned to the sanctuary
Or found it in the first place
While bearing this in mind
I smile up at the white moon
Then get kissed by the boy who’s making me start over again.
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The amateur poet
Wantage, NJ
(Wantage, NJ)
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