Hello my silent friend
I wonder what has bound you
Made you mute and clipped your wings?
Surrender your chains
And in exchange
I’ll wrap you round in swathes of silk
To hold you fast
To heal and protect
To keep you safe but let you grow
When all that is
Is not
And everything that is not
Appears to be
I’d rather have less of what I want
Than everything of what I do not need