poem, poetry

Come

Come

Come with your wax wings
sun-melted, your flight cut short
freedom’s moment lost

Come broken and all
from your fall off that high wall
gather your pieces

Come naked or clothed
disguised or in your face bold
no judgment behold

Come with song and sing
belt out that incantation
strum your salvation

Come with feet tapping
dance with shadows, tango
with your confidence

Come with battered hearts
let comfort’s arms enfold you
shield you from life’s pains

Come as you are now
riddled with holes that won’t mend
I’ve needles and thread

Come trailing blood, crawl
through barbed wire–take my hand
let me lead you home

Come, arms wide open
sunlight washes hurts away
come greet the new day

Come read what’s written
find the heart hidden in words
listen as love speaks

27 thoughts on “Come”

  5. So much beautiful love…..my favorite lines: ‘Come as you are now,
    riddled with holes that won’t mend, I’ve needles and thread’….adding to my book of favorite poems ❤

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