Theo Lain

Theo lain in drowsy slumber
Finally free from labor’s pain
The drops of darkness soak his form
Inner walls and ambition slain

Eyelids flutter, monarchs free
Perhaps a dream is now in view
Reality melted, gone like mist
Now only that far world is true

A mother’s gaze, he does not stir
Love and sadness slowly mix
Fingers run through dirty hair
Oh that we’d find life’s easy fix

Rest well, my Theo, within your deep
Your hard fought battles for now are through
I’d search the world to bring you peace
I hope my love, it reaches you

The door is shut, harsh light is gone
The pitch black forms his shelter strong
So Theo flies among the clouds
To flee from life until the dawn

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