Lullaby

For the restless
shall sleep
And restfulness
shall refresh
them as new
buds on the redwood
The light shall
be captured
and held captive
in her heart
where gravity once
collapsed under
its own weight.
For the heavy
shall float
and release
shall conquer
her as new
breath is blown
from the four corners
of our mother's sweetness
Our eys shall close
and sleep shall find us.