Danielle

You don’t’ create, this house of spirits, Oceans dance in your place, if you’re at home, your bones in bits, laughter sealed in a room, engage or brace, when taken to your limits, she who hesitates, bolstered by unending hope, even love becomes visible, happiness is not a trope, tides turn in every way, escape on a cargo ship, always find the decent shape, never one to slope, the sea might writhe and twist, you’ll never be alone, the moon’s in your gift.