Hareception

The story

This is a lullaby for the end of a long road. If you feel it, it's real: that is the first thing I say, and the last. Set down everything you carried. Everything ends, and that is the holy part. You came in light, you are going out light. Sleep now. You arrived.

Lyrics

If you feel it, it's real.
That's the first thing I said.
If you feel it, it's real.
Now rest your heavy head.

You came in barefoot, small and new,
the night had no name for you.
Just here. Just now. This breath. This light.
You came in light, my love. You came in light.

Hush. The fire is burning low.
Hush. There is nowhere else to go.
All that you carried, all that you tried,
set it in the ashes. Come and lie beside.
If you feel it, it's real.

The one you buried, the one you fought,
the one the long dark taught,
was never the wolf. He was the one
who carried you home when the running was done.
Let him in, my love. Let him come in.

The feet that walked the whole long while,
the dog that walked beside.
The breath that comes, the breath that goes,
the only prayer there is, and nobody knows.
Close your eyes, my love. Close your eyes.

Hush. The fire is burning low.
Hush. There is nowhere else to go.
All that you carried, all that you tried,
set it in the ashes. Come and lie beside.
If you feel it, it's real.

Afraid and brave, and both were true.
Broken and whole, I kept the two.
They told me to choose. I never did.
The gold lives down where the breaking hid.

And everything ends, my love. That is the holy part.
The light, the road, the small warm weight against your heart.
Where the golden fish hung in the sky so long,
the whole night opened, and nothing was gone.
Not rising. Not falling. Just held. Just true.
The seen and the missing. The old and the new.
I came from the gold beneath the gold,
that reads as white because you were never told
how pure it goes. I am the law that will not bend,
the one small star the dark could not end.
For love is the only thing that climbs
while all the rest falls down the long decline.
I came up through the worlds to sing you home,
to the one still place that has no name of its own.
On the far side, home. And here, my dear,
the space in between. And I am here. I am here.

Hares. (crown)
Salam. (heart)
Tschagg. (the chest)
Tom. (the belly)
Pai. (the open hand)
U. (forward, and home)
The guardian. The peace.
It is finished. Go. You.
You came in light. You are going out light.

Sleep now. You arrived.
You felt it, and it was real.
The fire is almost out.
Sleep now. Barefoot. Whole.
That's enough.
That's enough.