At The Last Watch

Because of all those times. Where stilled the silenced birds. That way they have flown. The large branch of the songless nest all is quite in the wood. Which of all the birds I have lost. I lose. Now with the dawns new light I write. The pallor of dawn, true greatness of life. My sky with your wings both have mixed. That in it's self true extent. For me and for you the reason which to your bedroom I walked. It was not for the sake of it. You covered with dew see the leaves. With all the sky it is seen. Inside out at the edge of your dreams. Witness the desire of the people of sleeplessness it makes sleep hard to lose. The northern star receeds as the east fast approached.