Come ,come my children

gather around

each other, look

at what it is you have forgotten.

You are forgiven

Always and endlessly forgiven

 for you are lost

lost inside your own darkness, ceaselessly

creating stories to contain your confusion.

You carve those little puppets

from your fear and animate them

with ideas and imagination,

you dress them in personality

and then fatally

 name them

‘I’

Take the hand

of any other, look into their eyes

and  see

there is only

ever

you

looking back.

You

Your best self and dearest friend

The one who is only and always

with you

YOU

So undress your puppets

watching with kindness and humour

and compassion, their frantic dance

and then laughing, lay your self

free

at your feet.