Held

Lie back daughter, let your head
be tipped back in the cup of my hand.
Gently, and I will hold you. Spread
your arms wide, lie out on the stream
and look high at the gulls….

As you float now, where I held you
and let go, remember when fear
cramps your heart what I told you:
lie gently and wide to the light-year

stars, l
ie back, and the sea will hold you.

Philip Booth, 1925 – 2007, American poet, First Lesson

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