Cloaked, I chaperone moonlight to wooded alleyways

hungry for canyon width
  marching through sleeping deer.

Cloaked, I chase the deepened shadows, use prayer to build the lake of light.

Cloaked, I cast out all fear with  righteous weapon.

Thread my light at the rim of dreams.

Marvel at how it all echoes forever.

I pour my verse to the unseen presence.

I razor cut shadows with tears of light.

I draw forth power from the cloaked One who I vowed to help before I hid myself in flesh.