FATHER

Golden streaks dance through
maroon floors
where all your shadows used
to live. Orange
blossom safely pours, warmth
caresses creaks,
now drowning in a soft amber
incandescence.
I never knew what light was
until I found you.
Here we will watch the flowers
grow, glistening
stars within these fading walls;
you let them drench your head
with saffron dawns.
In my shy quietude, your eyes
can rest, drink peach
dusks that embrace the island
of your bed. I stand
guard, fortress of moving stone.
Surrender your chest
to the oceans I carry inside me,
I shall chase your fears
all through the night. Until you
found me, you never
truly knew what light could be.