“Are you not in the folds of my mantle?
Tucked away in the night?”
“No, rather darkness and fear enfold me.
They make me shiver with fright”
“Shhh now- a Mother has been given to you
I stand at the root of the tree,
See the crossing I make with my arms
This is where I want you to be.
Nurse from the constant graces that flow
Find your place close to me
Search the ebb and the flow of the waves
My mantle provides now for thee”
I looked at the waves, the flow, and the veil
I looked for the comfort I sought
And there, amid all my chaos and screams
I saw end to the fears I had fought
There within the curve of her dress
A fold in the mantle made for me
A place to enter, to rest, and be blessed
Where darkness could no longer be.
Don’t wait too long to search the whole tide
For she waits to give you this place
Seek not the foolish things of the world
When the Mantle is where you’ll find grace.
Know that there is a fold just for you
Just for where you are now
Darkness and fear must flee in the fold–
Her Mantle wraps you in His power.