The storm came out of nowhere,
My vessel unprepared.
Pounding waves upon me break,
Upside down, spun around.
Capsized in the wake.

Your eyes cast light,
a beacon in the night,
Luring me towards safety’s shore.
Outstretched arms, a sanctuary’s charms,
Safe Harbor ‘til dawn.

I like this place and prepare to stay,
But morning’s light turns gray.
The tide has changed much like before.
High seas about, you ease me out.
Safe Harbor no more.

-Jennifer Cusumano