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.