They snuggled in close as could be;
She buried her face in the blanket.
He whispered softly,
“It‘s okay to cry you know.”
She lifted her gaze to his,
“But i am so afraid,
So fearful i will drown in myself.
That i will be so ugly to you.”
And in his eyes she felt his reply,
“Let yourself go.
You think you will drown
But this is where you become yourself,
You are more.
I felt your soulshine upon arrival here. Birth.
This is how the roots are hydrated my
Love, and this is where one
In the letting go.”