Harbour

Being tossed in a wind storm,
battered from every angle,
pelted and drenched from daggers of rain,
not knowing on which side my balance will be lost –

He is my solidity,
holding me in place and anchoring me with his strength.
The warmth of his arms
and the calming effect of his touch
give me the refuge I didn’t know I needed.

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