A Shiver Through Distant Trees (Updated):

A shiver through distant trees
My memory's secret eye reflects
A serpent hidden from me
The moon, heaven's radiant captive
All things share her name
All things crumble before her absence
I do not know which is more terrible
To my quaking heart, her kiss or her
Eschewing of me and the incautious compact
Once made before my youth was slain
All those centuries ago -
My soul still waits its sanctum unaltered...

She was meant for the city of light
Among winged companions
undisturbed, undeterred, unburdened
By the thoughts, tribulations of mortal men
Beings of hunger, brutality
And love, and death
The earth the lowest pagoda of heaven
And she its warder...

As a lover ceaselessly searching
Between the veils of night and night
To bring an end to this quest
is hopeless, can only bring sorrow...

The monsters bear her image
The beasts speak with her tongue
They write my silent verses in the sand
Each verse begins with her name
The book they say is called:
"The Wilful death" or "The Gentle
Hysteria of Love"

The nightwolves of the wind
Shatter the silence, shudder through
The solace of my supine body
Some stolen reverie the only true memory
Disturbing yet my only peace...

Envoi:

She (the soul) flees to the willows
There is no place she cannot be seen
First silver then gold in a sea of blue
Her eyes swim by His touch alone
My head is close to splitting
The thoughts which flood my eyes
Shine forth like the fires of a hawk
When she is close it is merely
The minds cruel trick
To torment me more
When my lids flutter her form
Most delightful i have known
As tangible as cobweb
As dust unwritten by the breeze
Which spirits the dunes
Of an unknown country...