Light pours through the moon
even on darkest nights
Timbers rise soft and steady
to paint the illuminated sky
dancing around the stars
Dwelling winged friends call gently
with whispers of their dreams
Lullabied by ancient times and rhymes
only they can hear
and rhythms only they can see
Silent moon diver breaks the light of day
Cracks of light send them
back to shadowed sleep
And out will crawl their prey
Calling upon their red tailed friends
To finish what has begun
While night hawk dreams and sleeps
The morning song is sung
The red tails glow above the light of day
To watch and sing a message to
The virtuoso visionary
Who dares to look up and pray
For Mother Earth will softly call
And when your wings come out to play
No more gently will she show you
How to keep the darkness at bay
Your shattered walls will crumble down
The sea will carry them away
When the medicine she chose for you
slips into your veins
The howling moon and winged friends
will call upon your highest self
to weep upon stones of hearts
who have been lost
and never let themselves be found
To know what lies underneath
and still reach the light of day
Is what joins the ones who sing
The wings that join to pray
Bring softly healing to our ears
For in the cradle behind earthen fears
and learning how to see
There brings a wide and noble truth
To everyone, a seed.
Love,
Jess
