Goodnight

Goodnight
We’ll hush the light
And as we sleep 
The dark retreats
May I carry safely through
The valuables entrusted me
A whispered breath to
Search inside
A little voice resounding wise
A box of sadness safely held
And ribboned with a tender twine
A heart of good and earnest hope  
A heart of losses 
Never lost
A treasure chest of empty maps
To chart them at my own behest 
A spade to delve
A star to wear
The armor for a warrior

Sara Mathews     January 2021

Alphonse Maria Mucha ~ Woman in the wilderness ~ 1923