Darkened silver blankets the ground,
silence grows as the flame surrounds,
I let my eyes flow into the flicker,
until time and space come undone.
I breathe your name into the cool dark,
and fall.

I fall into the Crow.
I rise.
I spiral,
I soar— I dive through the night seeking the smoke of your breath.

Wait for me in the silence,
look for me in the grey;
I am the shadow beside your shadow,
I am the breath that finds the way.

I hear your heartbeat,
unwavering and true,
stumbling through the thorny sinew,
serpentine and unforgiving.
The journey seems endless,
drifting in and out of a grace you think you’ve lost.
You ask for forgiveness in the silence,
fearing that time has finally passed us by.

Wait for me in the silence,
look for me in the grey;
I am the shadow beside your shadow,
I am the breath that finds our way.

I am the shadow beside your shadow.
When you falter, I swoop to steady.
When you are weary,
I leave my offering in your hands
easing your nameless thirst.
I guide you to the hollows,
shield your rest as darkness falls.

I am your siren in the wind,
whispering a timeless lullaby
into your weary bones
Sprawl of dawn will reunite us,
and time will finally be ours.

Wait for me in the silence,
look for me in the grey;
I am the shadow beside your shadow,
I am the breath that brings you home.