Ebisu Week 2016 - for the prompts "reincarnation" and "relationships"
Little god, look. A loop here, a tug there. It's a simple knot: easy for small fingers. The things you leave behind are always simple.
Little god, move. Don't cling to me; take your own steps. I am only a pointing finger, a guiding star. With you moves the whole ocean, so join the waves in their eternal "toward." You are the sail; I, the anchor.
Little god, wait. You are still so small and new, and I can quickly lose you in the crowd. Humans will not help you; they won't bother themselves for you like they will for one of their own. Wait for me, let me find you.
Little god, forget. Your dreams are nothing, they are only shadow and clamor without substance. You've been imagining too much, so forget everything but the fish twirling their fins in the sun. Pain belongs only to the night. See, your skin is clean?
Little god, lead. Your footprints are deep, even though they fill with water. You have somehow found the same path every time, and I will trust you, I will follow you. I must.
Little god, remember. Your dreams are everything. Leave behind this world of shadow and clamor, and just sleep. Remember the fish that dance in the green harbor at night? Pain belongs only to the day. See, your soul is clean.
Little god, help. Humans are fragile in ways that you are not, but you have shattered and mended yourself for them more times than I can count. Help me understand why you break.
Little god, stay. You become, and re-become, and again once more, and my old heart is webbed through with cracks. You bound too quickly over the waves, my little god. I promise…I will try to keep up with you this time.
Little god, listen. The things you left behind are simple, they are the small knots that slip away upon the greater cord. Listen: the loop is here, the tug there. Let me teach you again.