How and tide, that mine feathers fall betwixt the ladder
There is but not one more of her so fair that bind to thee
Thou daughter, like Artemis becomes thou carrier of mother
Thus in thou territory of which one must holdeth tightly
So thou walls bear safe haven of the howl that sicken and
Loosen one's grip, to thereafter, what shall one do when
Reaching heaven? We conjoin to form of the bird like raven
Scorching the land that bind us to fear the onward wind
Her brightest stare did paralyze but for one moment
He knew of her hurt and he vowed to protect her.
But upon these nights of passages there is but one entrance
Which one heart that did conjoin to another separated to retreat
Held upon in that darkness when thou quivers with longing
The limbs can climb such to hither to thee and form raven
It is not but of the flesh but of the heart that mends the mind
Once of the soil farthest beneath mirrored into the realm
The plow revealeth these inclined to decline the outer whispers
An enchantment that cannot be broken or summoned but only
By thou two true to each forever and ever upon the valves
The starlit shimmer of her veil and the warmth of her chest.