A Song in my Self

Since I was a teen, I've often hummed out tunes and pieced together rhymes of nonsense. Sometimes I write them down, most are lost to the past. At the moment, I have this image welling up inside me. It has no form yet but there are a lot of images. I am unsure of what to do except try to write it down and maybe edit it over time as it clarifies in me.

tender heart,
silent, chilled, alone.
lost among swirling stars,
drifting, watching, straining to beat.
sundered, cloven, mending... mending

little voice, little child,
hiding from outsiders, ignoring the insiders.
sing song, sing with me,
over sunrise, on the water,
waking land in sleepy eye.

huddle close,
in morning wind.
open heart, fearful, longing, alone.
rise to nothing,
let go, give in, accept.
rest in silence, rest at peace.

meet the sky, touch the moon,
dance on starry steps.
hum and sing and whistle,
my heart,
to rest and sleep.