in time of timeless synchrony
mindless promises and true-
hang in solar spider webs
of sight and single crew

the thing with scales flitters
the one with wings is still
all minded is the mindful
and in each own, they will

behind the charted waters
inside what once was known
savaged, sons and daughters
expand on night, they roam

though their tongues are salted
in highness with rank delight
a wind chimed holy melody-
spans the stretch of sight

in earnest with the grateful
and grateful for the dead-
carry bloodless lullabies
and rest, at once, your head