When she walks towards those stairs
through the gate
she is not afraid
this impermanent suffering, these
suffrages
I have seen the cloaks uncover
those invisible eyes,
felt the white breath of the air
linger in the dark
and travelled to those places
below the horizons of man -
not this breath, this hour, this day
this life, no, she will not fear
horses in the sky.

you have far too far to travel,
give up the burden of this stilted air

cherio, cherio
adios, adios
make haste while the rain falls
while the rain falls