Bound

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To be bound

Bound to me

Invisibly tied

I and you, side by side

But where do we find our boundary?

Where you start

And I begin

The precious, sacred self

How do I honour thee?

First I seek to really see you

And seek too to really see me

I must hear you, with all ears

And I must listen, to really hear me

Without judgment

But with arms and heart open wide

And ground firmly dug beneath our soles

Holding all

I may be more physically able

But not necessarily more capable

As I learn to delineate

Walls that make you feel safe

They that bind us

Whilst you depend

Yet carve the footing

For future adventuring,

Bouncing, leaping, jumping forth

As you grow tall as the trees

I hope, sweet child

My bounding serves you well

 

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