She… her… me… us

Too much noise from the world outside;

The TV inside a cascade of lies.

She hides under the blankets, terrified;

Of an Earth she thought she knew.

It’s now a labyrinth of fear, a jumble of doubt;

God above an enigma still, who to turn to, who to trust?

Her whisper a plea, her frustration a shout.

But her cries crumble, they fall like dust.

It’s only me, ethereal and bright;

A star in the velvet of night.

I feel it deep, at the heart of me;

A serenade of truth, as deep as roots of a tree.

I’m the designer of my fate.

This I know intrinsically.

Together, she… her… me… us, will create

A world of happiness, of tranquillity.

No more tears we’ll cry tonight;

Our dreams no longer flawed.

Knowing the truth, we sleep tight;

That God is us, and we are God.