black sands
blue-black waters
burnt brown soles
blue shutters
white steeples
and bells
so many bells
and open doors
inviting me in
to sit and pray
for courage and safety
but mostly courage to seek
mountains
steep windy mountains
with no guardrails
that send me spinning
out of control
and leave me bloodied
but not too banged up
heart beating out my chest but still
alive!
hallelujah
i’m still alive
because i just got here
and I need more sunsets