Leave me here
Beneath the moment
To tend the distances
Disappearing
I am the night
Drawing closer
Skyward, the silences
An entrance opening
Move the silver
Plough the fields
Of darkness
A homeland
Return Return Return
The wound permits the light
The portrait re-surfaces
An open window
Love held eternal
A state of change
Barefoot,
Beyond the trees
The moon appears again
Move the silver
Plough the fields
Of darkness
A homeland
Return Return Return
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