The golden-haired girl and the singing children
Matteo said they would guide me to the next step.
Hair like Lyra, I imagine, long and flaxen,
But what if it’s not that way at all? What if she
is not a child,
or what if my inner child
I had long golden locks when I was small.
And what of the singing children?
Could there be something as simple
as Sesame Street
“Sunny Days,
Everything’s A-OK.”
And this curandera
could be Darcey. Could be
the doula
who will help me birth this next thing
I don’t have to solve anything
because it is already written.
Just play.
And know that you are being welcomed
into the dream world now.
Know that. You
no longer have to fight
in the mad world.
Surrender.
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