The last star shines tonight
but it fades into shadow
as the light of morning
blinds my ocean eyes
Where is my autumn eyed shadow?
Where is my dark shrouded dream?
Where is the silence
in the myriad of screams?
The Shadow Girl shivers
The dark angel cringes...
Still air is marred
by the fearsome screams
of Horus, enraged.
I weep for corruption
as its last breath is lost.
I weep for the tempest
for its roars faded to naught.
I stand with True Seekers,
on the edge of All,
as the Great One
has answered our call.