Glow

Calling of the moon,
Sailing of the night
On the storms of heaven,
My heart glows bright.

Do you see, Elder?
Do your eyes reflect,
The star-sea heaven?
Or have they carved by the age,
The black-eyed raven?

Do you have the might to take it all?
Life streams and wind blows,
Wind, the push flows,
God knows how and where,
Strings pulled and hearts ruled,
By the scent of heaven and hell.