When the night comes and darkness swallows you up like a whale in the sea – Let me be your light.
When the stars come forth and the only sound comes from a distant car racing away – I am here.
When the air gets cold and breathing resembles more eating icicles, than a summer breeze – I will carry you forth.
And when the burden (of sleeplessness) gets heavy like a sword – Lay (it) down with me.
And let go.
(Marthe Hagen, March 2013)