What will you do
When the Friend comes knocking
This time?

Barricade the doors
Shutter the window
Pretend no one lives
In the quiet dark within?

But aren’t you tired
Of playing that old game?

Will you nod and smile,
The fixed rictus grin
Of the confused
And intimidated?

You have more options
Than just these two.

Sink back into the knowing
That you have been
Utterly translucent
All this time.
Your actions,
My darling one,
Were quite predictable
From a certain point of view.

Don’t fret.

The Friend knew it would come to this.
Long has She waited
For this Beautiful Moment
When your longing for Love
Outweighs your fear.

This time when He knocks
Breathe deeply
Smile
Your Salvation is at hand.

Breathe deeply
Smile
Know that the time of pain
Is over
Love is knocking
Sweetly singing a serenade
To your soul
Which you imagine
Is shriveled and charred
After so long in hell.

Au contraire, ma cherie!

Your soul is as
Fresh
And Beautiful
As the day it fell asleep
In God’s Arms
And accidentally
Dreamed a nightmare
Forgetting that the doorway home
Was inside the Heart
All along.

(c) Sare Liz Anuszkiewicz, 2017