So many sorrows
in the lives of sparrows
and sunsets
landing
on the eyelids
of the children
who cannot sleep
Voices heard in the hallways
at the dawn of new days
when the prayers in the night on our knees
get repeated
over and over and over
The wait
the wait
for the waters rushing to seas
The promise
of hushes
and go to sleep
dear one
All is well
All is well
All is well
even when
the tears never came
Breathe deep
and know
still
all is well
and let the tears
come as rain
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