In a place no one knows
And to seek life under stones
In a place water flows
It is best to find in sleep
The missing pieces that you lost
Best that you refuse to weep
Ash to ash, dust to dust
It is strange to sleep alone
In a place no one knows
Strange to shelter under stones
In a place water flows
It is safe to walk with me
Where you can read the sky and stars
Safe to walk upon the sea
In my sleep we can go far
It is safe to sleep alone
In a place no one knows
And to shelter under stones
In a place water flows
It is strange to sleep alone
In a place no one goes
Strange to seek life under stones
In my sleep, no one knows
See also the previous posts:
• Luminous and Safe in Vulnerability
• Hare's Dream
• Nesting
• Unhoused
• Morning Light XV
Image 1: Subject and photographer unknown.
Image 2: "Nesting Hare" by Deborah Sheehy.
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