The Shore of My Life
By
Radiance Angelina Petro
In case I find myself, it will be because
of his marvelous adaptability to my faults.
The magnetism of his imagination
for who he knows me to be, will free the light
held captive by darkness.
When the hinges snap, and the casket
of this body flies open, and the mortise
and tenons of my bones loosen,
the once memorable liturgies of my life
will drift away.
When the breeze has waned and the air
lays suddenly still, he will come nearer than ever,
noticing I am a tremulous soul.
“My name is Courage,” he says. You are vouchsafed in me.
Come, let us step over the shore of your life,
where I will cradle you in the sea.”
