Haven

I see a sea of light.

A rolling wave of luminaries
gathering as tributaries
together in one place
as a well-spring of grace.

Rising up, ever higher –
a golden, glowing, holy spire,
climbing up the sky
beyond the limits of my eye.

And burning at the very core
was one who could be nothing more
than some noble deity
who gestured and called out to me,

“You are welcome here.”