My Foolish Child

My foolish Child
Your voice is
Mine
Yet you use it to
Bleat
And whine

Come sit
Beside me
Under this tree
Take my hand
Sweet Child
Let it be

This tearing inside
Your bleeding red
Hart
This scratching and
Biting to
Find your art

All is illusion
Yet all is right
Here
The wonders before us
The thorns
You fear

We are all shredded
But
We rise again
Face our
Dark shadows and
Horrors within

This flesh that
Repels you
Holds secrets my deer
Your task to
Unravel
While you are here

Too soon back
To the Infinite
You’ll head
With a mind
Full of fears
And a heart
Full of dread

Each treasure
Taking
Hiding away
Dropping deep down
Into some nameless
Bay

Closing a door
And locking it
Tight
Shrouding its location
Under cover of
Night

Not mapping out
Nor seeing it’s
Worth
Fooling yourself
That all’s well
On this Earth

But you forget me
That I am
In you
That we are
Entwined
We fated two

Your soul
And mine
In endless silver dance
Of spirals and
Serpents
And sweet happenstance

Whispered threads
Of who what
And where
Of when and of how
And all things
You dare

For every door
You
Lock away
I hold a key
All I need to do is
Say

It shall be opened
And open
It will
With things passing
Through it
For good or for ill

The hollows within you
Were once
In the hills
For you are my door
Through you my
Form spills

So foolish Child
Do you yet
Realise
You hold Earth
In your bones and
Stars in your eyes

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