the child forever still. motionless beneath the white moon. his tears formed the seas. otherworldly, spinning thread around the smallest finger. winding and winding, silver linings break apart. pieces of a life fall to the ground. cradled by the wind. carried over the earth and into the skies.

"you have always stood here, dreaming my whole world. i've sent word on the backs of sparrows. the lord of lonely, all you have written i would have erased.
born from dust and pushed to earth, i remember the stars like it were only yesterday.

can you help me make it home?"