Accentuate the flying thing,
tortoising in the skies
Wondrous ever sparkling wisp
Spiralling in Autumnal breeze.
Deliver us to other weaves
Breezes strong and wild
Shelter not our windswept forms,
Breathe it in, encompass all.
Splutter forth a smaller guise
Difficult and half-remembered,
Bardic-hymn of long dead fright
Shreik discord unto darkest night.
Gasp as unbound shadows fall
Grasp insides out of flickered halls
Unknown rebellious notes alight
A comet flame to light our fight.
Cacophony of tiny things unheard
as night-time chorus roars
a silence that allows another
daytime culls with her fires.
Whispered shadows stalk the paths
Six abreast in dusk-bourne light
A march a thousand strong
Since time begat and time begone.