Sacred is a circle,
Blessed is the moon,
Enduring are the stars,
Twinkling in thy eye of eternity.
Gather together the corners of colors
Into your satchel
And I will ready this parcel for post.
When it finds land, as it always does,
Promise me you will plant it
And saturate it with the rivers melodies
Just like we always dreamed we would do.
Slipping feet in soft sand, a perplexing paradox,
I never knew,
I would never know,
I already knew
fighting and finding trust
From stardust to stardust.