We stitch the fabric of the skies
our skin aglow with moonlight
creatures of sky, and cool, and night
mystics ready to fly
The stars rise above and shine below
life mirrored after deep magic
as we honor ones who came before
in a silent praise
We stitch the fabric of the skies
creation in every touch
for ancient phrase and mantra known
in spirit and in heart
The stars rise above and shine below
impassive and unchanged
as we transform to take our place
to become the light again ~ Caroline A. Slee