Safety

terror.
grips me.
shakes me up.
leaves me
trembling -
an autumn leaf
flapping
in the fickle wind;

thoughts,
and questions
grab
unreachable tomorrows
in a blind seeking,
darting around
like fidgety birds,
movement -
their only solace
and sustenance;

until it's time,
and their nest
beckons,
bringing them
back home.
I am safe
when I am
at home.
here.
now.