There is yet love in your heart; do not let it fade, let it fall
There is yet survival and patches of light
A place for the healing to start; in part
A consequence of what has been lost.
Do not fade, gentle one, in the waves of this passing
Do not shiver yourself out of your bones.
The crossing will pass and the passing will cross
itself into patterns – as of yet unknown.
This place is a journey, your steps are not hollow
The world is still firm ‘neath your feet.
You do not walk solemn… awaken and follow
The Lion who beckons you –
To be free.