Do Stay, and Let Hope Keep You

don’t say it, child, don’t even speak it aloud.
keep it soft and quiet in your head,
hold your tongue and speak of useless otherness, instead.
yet how your hands do speak and sway
caught like pages in the wind that way,
how you do move without a moment’s ceasing
but try what you will to go on without speaking.

there’s no undoing what was done a thousand times before
no blessing or curse can send you back to shore.
proving how well our hearts do wander,
sent to toss and turn among the crashing water,
determined to fend for life in the ever afters,
dying of that same foolishness which stole you under
or you can hold on tight and let this driftwood take you home.
a wayward land you’ve long since roamed.
dear heart, bite that tongue and hold on tight
the ride is long as time and dark as night.