My Sanctuary - Poem by Elinor Dashwood
A tornado came rushing towards me.
I shrieked in fear
At the very sight of it.
It twirled me and whirled me,
And tried to sweep me off my feet
I cried for help but there was no one.
I ran to my guardian angel for help
But he was busy making love;
I cried to him for help,
For once as a little girl
I had hidden behind him,
With my little arms encircling his waist,
Peeping out to the perilous world
From his filial sanctuary.
But this time,
He was so different.
He hurled me back to the jaws of the twister
Forgetting all the hugs of affection
I had given him as a child.
Horrified and shocked,
Battered and bruised by fate,
At last I cried out for you, Papa.
And You came down from heaven
And wrapped me in Your arms.
At last I felt secured,
Wailing and sobbing in your embrace,
Crying: 'He has changed, Papa,
He has changed.'
And shedding blood-stained tears in profusion,
While you caressed me,
Calmed me down tenderly,
And assured me:
“My child, I‘m right here for you.
Nothing can hurt you anymore.”
I was so thankfully relieved, Papa.
I had finally found my sanctuary.
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