There are moments where darkness wraps you like a cloak
In between the pauses meant for choral song and dancing folk
Where you hear the wailing of the ghost losing sight of Earth
Dragged away by wind and rain into a void well deserved
Toothy grin of the meeting place of the sky rock and sea
A heavy climb for the children here escaping from reality
Faces of the water spray grimace and yearn for still
But the footsteps of these blinded ones echo free from will
Blooded ring on finger rusts in moments due to cold
Sweeping men with mouthless jaws reveal to clean to mould
Next in kin to the broken wing a lashing of the tide
The time draws close and that she knows I can see it in her eyes
Rowan Blair Colver
In between the pauses meant for choral song and dancing folk
Where you hear the wailing of the ghost losing sight of Earth
Dragged away by wind and rain into a void well deserved
Toothy grin of the meeting place of the sky rock and sea
A heavy climb for the children here escaping from reality
Faces of the water spray grimace and yearn for still
But the footsteps of these blinded ones echo free from will
Blooded ring on finger rusts in moments due to cold
Sweeping men with mouthless jaws reveal to clean to mould
Next in kin to the broken wing a lashing of the tide
The time draws close and that she knows I can see it in her eyes
Rowan Blair Colver
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