i sometimes get so large
i eclipse the dreams that i
built for myself
i sometimes get so small
i almost disappear

but the sun of my heart
burns a well worn candle
trembling within the
sacred place dug
beneath my ribs

flickering like the
light of a dying firefly
it illuminates the
paths of the dead
paving the way home for
heavy heads to
rest on the weight of
mother's breath

a sighed lullaby that
shines like the moon, it
guides the dark out of my
starless spaces