Silent Secrets
Would I fail without their uplifting arms binding me
Or collapse down to the most horrid depths of depair
Keeping me from falling by keeping me from the truth
Abstract intervention in a divine sort of air
Those arms can't bind and support me when I leave this mind
Floating on shadows of the deep, swimming the dark sea
When a strange place means safety and possibly a smile
The one that binds a child in sleep, a place visited in dream
