When I was a child
I had to stand sideways to see you
a fleeting thing so swift
With a midnight cloak
imbued with tiny specs of light
perfect for resting in.
Its dark folds mesmerized-
So swiftly passed the night!
With so little fear
Now, I find
I cannot see the edge of sight
for it has wrapped around me
Enfolding me
Resting me
Beyond Rest
Walk with me!
So long as you're at my side
Rather than before me.
