A breath draws and a heart beats,
The shining of stars is the sky's symphony,
A night wind rustles between leaps of gravity.
I will peer into your infinite eyes until your gaze pierces through me. I promise not to take too much so I can remember the story when I emerge from your sage gallery.
If I hold a mirror to your face then you will see my own in the reflection. A stranger that is beholden, not quite a spectre.
After lunging into a boundless river, I haven't even a faint glimmer to guide me back to your reverence.
Moonlit and traceable are my movements.
So come find me beside the willow soothed by smoke and entranced by illusion.
I'll be there chanting my love to the four bards. Blaring my entire soul to a cosmic applause.
