Let Sleeping Dogs Lie Poem by Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken

Let sleeping dogs lie,
where the sun warms their backs,
where the wind moves gently through the trees,
where time slows to the rhythm of their breath.

Die not wake them with old wounds,
do not call them to chase ghosts.
The past has settled in their fur,
a quiet weight, a story untold.

Some truths are better left curled in the shade,
some battles are won by never being fought.
Let them dream in peace,
and walk forward, unburdened.