Mossweaver

sanctuaries shine
a cloak of greenery unconfined
a morning in deep space
moonset over dimming light rays

tending to the vines
stay so high
a birthplace or a grave
so haunting beyond the ships remains

let it all return
immersing only once
the hydrous atmospheres
collapse into you

and when it all returns
ascending to the sun
solar winds and spirits
pass right through you

compass cracks in two
empyreal radiance in lowlands bloom
confluence of the skies
eternities elapse at moonrise

catherdral of the moth
the shaded temples are so distant
contorted roots unscathed
light years shimmer in the passing waves

let it all return
immersing only once
the hydrous atmospheres
collapse into you

and when it all returns
ascending to the sun
solar winds and spirits
pass right through you