Mind's harm inflicts.

Your sorrows attack

without remorse

without relenting.

 

You become

hunted,

tangling

on barbed darknesses.

 

For you,

I can be a haven

safe from the pursuit

of shadows.

 

For you

I can be an ocean.

Swim the warm currents

of my giving.

 

Find me.

Your island

in the tempest.

 

Find me.

Your oasis

in the wastelands.

 

I am waiting.

Always waiting.

 

Come,

drink from the pool

of a new dream.