Little girl, do you hear it?
That one song that is
born of this world.
Before, it had always been
so very silent in this
reality you endure.
If you had disappeared,
only footprints would
have remained and
even those would have
been forgotten.
But, little girl, that is
changing now, do you see?
It has already changed.
Right from the very
first moment that his
footprints began to follow yours,
it changed.
And little girl, though you
have always navigated
this lonely reality so
easily, far too easily,
you have always been lost.
So hold on, hold tightly
to the hand he extends,
for he has no intention,
of letting go of you.
Little girl, do not fear.
You are not alone any longer.
If you disappear now, you
will be missed and there
will be someone who will
cry for you.
So, little girl, keep going.
Stay in this world for
longer and learn what
it is to live, not merely endure.
With your hand in his,
keep on walking
and soon you will find
the beauty, joy and love
you have long deserved.
And one day, little girl,
you will be
free enough to laugh.
Now little girl, do you hear it?
That song of the world.
It is no longer silent and
you are no longer lost.
He has been waiting for
longer than you could
ever realise to
give this to you so he
will not let you lose it so easily.
Even if, little girl, it
gets stolen from you,
he will retrieve it once more for you,
that song of the world.
So that you will never forget,
or be forgotten, ever again.
This much, I can promise.