And now my heart can rest at ease— The homelessness that, for a time Enveloped me, has now been seized By confidence of refuge; rhyme And verse incompetent to form The faintest outline of my shocked Relief—again I know a warm And sheltered place where I may dock— And be not dashed against the rocks... April 30, 2006 Washington, D.C. Age 25 © Talya Sara Emery Sign in to see full entry.