the safe harbor

under this grey suburban sky
the voice of those who are more fragile
it is an immense and unknown sea

carrying with your own voice that voice
in your arms
as at sunset cradling a child to rest in a place of peace
it  is
the safe harbor to be reached

if you want this lullaby song we can sail it together along
  and to those who are thirsty a sip of water
and to those who are hungry a bit 'of bread

of other goodness and warmth I do not know

Marco Bo