rest, child, rest

rest, Child, rest

i hold you

i am the Mother

you have always wanted,

and cried for

in the night

i hold you

without fear

you can see

straight

you are not pulled

to attach yourself,

rope yourself,

to a person, place, or situation

for your "safety", security, identity,

to see yourself as nothing

and needing

this

this

this

without fear,

you are simply free

to walk the world,

unencumbered

totally relaxed

uncontracted,

love

is visible,

received,

ever inflowing

and out,

a sieve,

flowing through,

being what it is,

given

given

given

extension

not of you,

but you of it,

inseparable,

nature

relaxed

when i squint my eyes to see,

i do not see,

i blur reality

in my striving

eyes relaxed,

not looking for anything,

love is everywhere,

every speck a gift,

unexplored,

an invitation

to open

to stay

open

tunnel vision

or

the whole horizon

or

even bigger than 360 degrees,

is four dimensions,

and five

and six

and the numberless...

don't know

don't know

don't know...

mystery,

mystical

swoosh

it takes my breath away,

beyond my imagination,

my body,

my identity,

my mind, my thinking,

such a little trinket,

left for a moment

to sparkle on the ground

in the sunlight

what a silly, silly mistake

to ever have thought

it

was the Sun/Son

rest, child, rest

place your tired head

upon my shoulder

you are Home