Splayed nerve and scattered spirit--
When the magnitude of beauty passes through unhad
And you walk through civilized wildernesses
And even confused food goes untasted in your mouth,
And you worry that it is only serving to fuel worry

Kid... All you gotta do is remember what you love
We all have it. It is solid, reliable
Beads of water condense on your natural soul,
Easy as a spiderweb in the morning.

You are magnificent.
You do not need to twist and turn to get there--
Would you take a moment to stop worrying so much
And return to the home that misses you so badly?