Umbra

On the cimmerian wings of night

In around and through

I hear a voice faraway

Cauldron of dreams and fallen petals..

Darkening night,

Of faith and fervor

As though darkest is yet to be…

Let them all render in me,

As the crescent castaway ..

Im still wildly longing for yet another mystic orb.

 Twinkling stars to comfort the night

I look upon with a calm unruffled brow

And my soul ceases again….