Numero otto

When the ring comes close,
and shadows bend the cloud,
may your heart stay tuned and strong
like a lantern in a meadow

When voices twist in a whisper of wind
and eyes don’t tell the truth,
may your breath keep deep and slow,
and your feet remember to hold ground

When fear leaks, and you want to run,
Or silence becomes heavy,
may your hands and eyes remember
the touch of me, I love you

You are never alone
You are never weak
You do not need to face the dark,
only to stay sane inside it

This cloak is woven of words,
but it is also built from me

And I will be beside you
wherever and whenever shadows fall