A Boy Travelling With His Mother

Hold my hand
Come on
Careful
Come here
Can you see it?
It's there, look
Don’t be scared

Full of struggle
And yet he has none
There is destination
But no journeys end
She knits the fabric of love
And it stretches across the world
There is safety
But yet, there is none
Stations
Heaven
Safe and sound
The star is to be wished upon
The compass is found