Don’t worry child, the flickers aren’t the
horror film projection of your nightmares,
or the fiery arrows of an intemperate god.
The rumbles aren’t the drumbeat
of giants warring in the sky,
or boulders crashing down the mountain.
The sheets of water that beat the window
beside your bed aren’t a wind-blown flood,
or a wind-tossed sea sent to capsize you.
Remember Mother Mary’s lullabies,
pull them like blankets over your ears.
Don’t fear the storm tonight, look –
look how the dark sky dances alive to the
cadence of water and light and sound.
The downpour will not drown you, no –
no, it will give way to softer showers
and the showers to softer flowers
when the sun returns to kiss the ground.
Don’t worry child the monsters cannot harm you,
they’re only shadows on the wall.
© Jedidiah Paschall – September 14, 2018