Tug it tight

Tear apart fears unknown,
Undo the little knots,
The uncertain will always be,
We’re hardly any astrologers,
We only gaze at starry eyes.
Hold on to the healer,
The smile maker who never let go of the curve on your face,
The believer in the good,
The embracer of your insanity,
The fighter, the shimmer,
The child you parent,
The mover of your hills.
Let go of the shackles that hold you off,
Let go of the dangling doubts,
The prickly bit of reality that can be discarded,
Let go of the change your fears Brought in.
Hold on. Hold on to the words that never fail to hold on to you, your gazes, your broken heart.
Hold on to the healer,
Hold on to the dust that holds a little magic,
Only when you see.