Moonset slips beneath a steel sea,
crescent sailing the starless deep.
I sketch the hollowed sky in my dream.

Sunrise lifts from under the hills,
music stirs as dawnlight spills.

The horizon bursting,
a choir rehearsing:
requiem for a fallen friend.

Moonchild in the lap of a pine
singing for the wordless divine.
She wanders on the sea of her mind.