Take Me There

Take me there,

where walls are painted

in colors of dawn and dusk

Not with hate and blood.

Let me live there,

where vines embrace

the walls of my room

Nothing made of gold.

Take me into nothing

Where bodies don’t mean a thing

Nor does color or religion.

There, where lives a zillion stories, unheard

You may come with me there,

where silence overpowers

Only if you promise to be

without a word.