Ebba

Walked down to the garden on Mother's day
As I watered the planted rows
My heart seeped under the surface
Down to the seeds below

In the dark of the tender shoots
What reaches out, reaches in
For every seed holds the memory
Of every life it has been

Will you hold me
Will you hold me so close
In the darkness
Will you hold me

Some said you went off the deep end
I only knew you were gone
And sometimes that three-year-old
Stands in my shoes
Holding his arms out long

For the sound of your beating heart
For the warmth of your skin
For every seed holds the memory
Of every life it has been

Will you hold me
Will you hold me so close
In the darkness
Will you hold me

I squinted my eyes to decipher the pages
Of your schizophrenic code
For that shoebox of twenty page letters
Was the one part of you I could hold

The dry seed still longs for connection
No matter how bitter the drought
Sometimes love is just courage in motion
The pen in your hand reaching out

I will hold you
I will hold you so close
In the darkness
I will hold you

When nightfall feels like the tension
Of deep blues pulled into black
And when silence sounds more like the echoes
That never quite made it back

I'll remember your courage in motion
And that part of you beating in me
For every seed is a messenger
To every life it will be

And when you hold me
When you hold me this close
In the darkness
I will hold you