So simply we slip from the sky
So fast can this plane, of friction and flame
Vanquish us into vapour
Not eviscerated, but evapourated
Back to whence we...
Bright moon and sun
Where two is one,
Are Cosmic lovers leaping
Rotating gaze
Form nights and days,
Fixed distance ever-keeping.
Igniting the skies
With watchful eyes,
Bear witness to the sorrow
Of...