rest

rest
for it has been days since you last have
your head is heavy
eyes look like ghosts
those shoulders are shoveling dreams
sleep will not come to them
the children have seen you
pass here before
they tell stories in secrecy
placing whispers beneath stones
they too wonder
why are you here?

the sun cannot set
until you do friend
blow your doubt into dust
how can you trust
if you trudge through mountains alone
there is a home for you
arms are awaiting your arrival
they are open
wide like horizon forearms
going and going
you keep going and going
but i see the ashes
scattered over eyelids
times from before now live in your cheekbone
there are so many stories
that haven't been told
won't you rest
make a bed in the sky
sleep in the air
i do not care
just fold your bones back

rest,
for it has been days since you last have
i can see your history hiding
fears combining into single breaths
a heavy head won't last much longer
i am washing rivers clean
so you may sleep at ease
pull the currants to cover your skin
and dream the lovliest of dreams
sunset follower