Fitting the Within

When our world cracks open and throws our bodies down When the world evaporates and turns us into steam When he world disfigures you and you seem like a clown Don’t be quick to build again, there’s value in these schemes. Many worlds are possible and here’s the pattern book Don’t be hasty anyway, better far to look Fearful on the precipice and fearful on the hill Fearful of the loneliness, yet cold lovers can kill Stand alone on trembling legs and see a different view When we find our destiny, we will feel renewed. Everything is blurry now, poor eyes cannot adapt But when the legs get steadier, vision will correct. No mother dear nor father strong can help us with their care We must be quite separate for our new world to bare. The world is new inside the gap where symbols grow and swirl And across the sky above the stars dance all a whirl Safety and security if taken on too soon Lessen the alternatives and may lead us to doom Courage to the child we are, courage in our hearts In the forms now visible we will find new shape. Less like armour plating, more like pliant skin, Fitting us externally and fitting the within