Song of Ascents

Eyes tumble up
help rolls down
like palace curtains
contain the dusk
as the Clear’s keeper.

The one who watches
doesn’t dream or wonder
when morning comes
(it is the morning
light in the night.)
The shade that peers
from your right hand
holds back the
moon and the sun.

The Holder of Hellos and
Keeper of Goodbyes
stays from one place to
eternity, because it
doesn’t dream.

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