Twice forgotten trails of time
Drawing well and well from wine
Pressing forth the winded chime.
Crusting Earth as if defending
Always wishing never sending
Parting sea and sky intending
Solaced song to return mending.
Silence to the solemn noon
Writhing by the side of June
July will come and frequent soon
Crime disaster, bolstered moon
In the book cave we are lending
Never stopping never sending
Breaking long before the bending
Quiet glisten, shadow mending
Frightful forth is star to wake
“Hold your breath for breathing’s sake!”
Drink your wine and wish by nine
that sleep indeed a blessing makes.