The Person I Want to Be
Freed from the tendrils of the night,
I want to walk on a path that's not distant from the light.
Out of the turbulence of the sea,
I want to know quiet waters.
My door closed to the uninvited,
Serenity sits in my abode.
I want to be out of the monster's nest,
I want to be perpetually at rest.
Out of the night's highway,
I want to be chauffeured to redemption.
I want to find a way to a tranquil room,
Swept clean from the gloom.
The person I want to be is beyond the pages,
I know it will take unrelenting stages.
I'll walk on the path that leads that way,
Until the night's chariot comes my way.
September 21, 2024.
Copyright © Thompson Emate | Year Posted 2024
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