In my Closet

In my closet
Lurks a monster
With brown eyes
Brown hair
And brown skin
Who is a little too tall
And a little too thin

In my closet
Hang many skeletons
Some good
Some bad
Some missing
Some of them are crying
Some of them are kissing

In my closet
There is a meadow
With white flowers
A blue sky
And trees
Clouds in bright sunshine
And a soft cool breeze

In my closet
Burns a forest
With red flames
Black smoke
And orange heat
There is nowhere to run
And nothing is complete

In my closet
Floats a muse
With a fair gaze
Soft whispers
And tempered mind
To help me open and see
The world when I am blind