In the hush between the anger,
In the quiet after rain,
There’s a place where you are cherished,
Far from harshness, far from pain.

You are not the words they label,
Not the weight they make you bear,
You are morning light and laughter,
Soft and strong, beyond compare.

Let the towel dry in silence,
Let the heart ache if it must,
You are more than one small moment,
You are made of love and trust.

Rest your hands and close your eyelids,
Let the world be small and slow—
You are held in quiet comfort,
More than anyone can know.