Softness Becomes Stone

 Release 

the volcanic
sob
with the joy
of fire. 
Allow 
the fairies of
sleep 
to take 
you.
Let the 
dream weavers
whisper the 
healing. 
Garden of 
soot and ash
float like
snow dust
as you 
catch your
breath. 
Awakened by
the tinker fairy 
spell
that smells
of
cookies
and kittens. 
The softness
becomes 
stone and
standing is
an option.