Drawbridge

Today, as it happens again,
I imagine pulling up the drawbridge

to hold out the world,

to hold the machinery of the days
where anger boils
and cravings for more
infest souls.

I want none of this deluge of pain
in my castle
where peace must be won
by bravely holding the line
against discontentment
and fear.

I have wrought the protection I need
and have only my heart as careful watchman
to keep the walls safe.

Constant and faithful caretaker,
be awake, be alert,

draw us close.