A Cocoon

I’ve built him a cocoon

Where inside, he’ll

feel as safe as a clam.

That inside, even though it’s dark

he’ll be comforted by it instead

of getting scared,

Even though he’s alone he will

never feel lonely, and even though 

he’s cold he will never feel the cold.

He will hear his own heartbeat

like a ticking clock; beating

slowly, steady and sure.

Inside he’ll learn that his anger is fine,

his big upset is fine and even

tantrums are fine, too.

Inside he will learn that he is fine.

Then eventually he’ll emerge 

confident, secure and safe.

He’ll emerge as lovely

as he always be.

Ananda Khaira Azizah,

Pekanbaru, 27 Oktober 2025.

Written on 5am on a Monday.