Tuesday 1 November 2011

The Darkest Day

The shadowling feasted upon the darkness,
Sweet Silverwing mourn not for me
The night devours my wholeness
But the starcloud will set me free.

Let your tears melt in the sunlight
Burn fragrant sage leaves for me
And offer your smiles to the sunchild
For behind her eyes I will be.


© Jo Mummery 1/11/11