Mother Night calls for the tribe
Stars and Shadows like saltimbanques
Come dancing around
Knotty Uncertainty and Guileful Cold
Conduct the orchestra
Intimacy sows the seeds of love
Kronos has gone out
In search of the lost pleasures
The mind grows anxious
The beauty of the wild is all but luster
The creatures long for the golden shine
For the clarity
The warmth
For the feeling that we exist
We know
We are all its sons
A sense of belonging comes crashing down
Life takes flight
Our skin glitters under its ubeity
We know now
We can do anything