The naked goddess
Surveys the twilight
Upon the mountains
Steep recline
Moonlight in a sigh
Destined alone to die.
The pendulum
In spittle and dust
Sings Prophets praises
Dawn to dusk
Hard stone to weep
Fallen fruit to sleep.
A blinded island
Rides a rainbow
The seeker yet to find
A strangers open arms
Or merely thoughts
Left far behind.