I am not ready.
And neither are you.
It seems so innocent, safe,
this pure hearted embrace,
like a dream coming true.
But I am not ready,
And neither are you.
Don’t force a beginning,
Let go of the dreaming,
Keep close,
And wait for the pull
One of these days,
We’ll stop making mistakes
And witness a lamb
Give birth to a wolf
Spirit of Tara 