Neerwanna

It is not a place

But a state

Of mind

It is here

Within me

And has a name

It has no more fears

But just a choice

To accept

It is a name

I left alone

Near a sea shore

When lust became

A fading image

In black and white

And the ordinary

Became celebrated

Within me

For I gave it

That same name

Just to remember

That every lock

Can be unlocked

And every name

Can be kept

In secret

September 4, 2017

© Vahé A. Kazandjian, 2017