Come, child.
Come
And rest.
Curl safe
In this hollow
And settle,
Letting
The world
Spin around
You
And through
Until
You are full
And
You are empty,
Until
You are
All
And nothing
At all.
Until
You are
Everywhere
And nowhere
To be found.
Rest, child.
Rest and
Bear not
The Beyond.
The earth
Trembling
And cracking
Is not yours
To hold
Together.
The winds
Tumbling trees
And
Ripping roofs
From dwellings
Are not yours
To still.
The fires
Crackling,
Waves
Crashing
They
Are not
Yours
To soothe
To whimpers.
Come, child.
Come
And rest.
Slip
Quietly,
As the sun sinks,
And the light fades,
Carefully
Past
The tangles
Of Time
And Place,
Through
The grip
Of the
One
You’ve always
Been.
Dream, child.
Dream
The swirling
Patterns
That are lost
To the details
Of the day.
You will need
The song
That finds
You there.
We will need
The song
We lose
You to.
Come, child.
Come and rest.
For your day is over,
And it’s time you awoke.
Oct 20, 2025
Oct 20, 2025 at 7:43 AM UTC
Come, child.
Come
And rest.
Curl safe
In this hollow
And settle,
Letting
The world
Spin around
You
And through
Until
You are full
And
You are empty,
Until
You are
All
And nothing
At all.
Until
You are
Everywhere
And nowhere
To be found.
Rest, child.
Rest and
Bear not
The Beyond.
The earth
Trembling
And cracking
Is not yours
To hold
Together.
The winds
Tumbling trees
And
Ripping roofs
From dwellings
Are not yours
To still.
The fires
Crackling,
Waves
Crashing
They
Are not
Yours
To soothe
To whimpers.
Come, child.
Come
And rest.
Slip
Quietly,
As the sun sinks,
And the light fades,
Carefully
Past
The tangles
Of Time
And Place,
Through
The grip
Of the
One
You’ve always
Been.
Dream, child.
Dream
The swirling
Patterns
That are lost
To the details
Of the day.
You will need
The song
That finds
You there.
We will need
The song
We lose
You to.
Come, child.
Come and rest.
For your day is over,
And it’s time you awoke.
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