one microscopic cell, equivocal to a seed
i make my core the earth that cradles you
soft, warm dirt seems to be your universe
but only for a time, my child, not forever
for now you remain nestled deep, a precious stone
a shining treasure so far undiscovered
you must be patient, and you must be careful
soak up the rains that seep into your earth
but be wary of steps which make you tremble
they lead so many places and will linger as well
but there are very few places they truly call home
know that feeling, my little love, that sense
that tells you everything is all right
orientate yourself while you can do so passively
to make it just a little easier later on
if you ever find yourself apart from me
and wanting to return, just know when to stop
after you have been walking for ages
only sensing the vaguest path beneath you
just know that feeling when it surrounds you
as though you never needed to learn it
be still, little darling, as i wish that i had
know yourself and know your place
whatever and wherever that shall be
make it yours, so resolute and undeniable
YOU ARE READING
of nothing in particular
PoetryA poetry/short story collection of mine without any planned themes or direction.