Koc jea hioy migliic gti buciw,
Ge wii gti jibbel wuxc,
Fic xe khoqj,
Phef lehyw gtij koc’g acyihwgocy,
Towgeh kboufw gti bocy…
Ode to the Night
As the morning calls I sit in space,
The dawn brings me from dreams embrace,
I sing the song of memory,
As it flees and runs away from me,
I am back into the normal run,
The endless echo of life in sun,
Maybe that is why I dance in the dark,
In-hale the fume kiss the spark,
For night I feel the great freedom,
That was there in woods in past as people run,
I hear the dance of the old ritual,
As the mind comes to what is dual,
The wolves reach to eat the moon,
And the serpent bites to inhale to doom,
Yet without their move the world stands still,
The dark is change and its thrill,
So why do I hear the sides of both,
Because lies are bread to one-sided oath,
I hear the song from the light,
And dance so sweet in the moonlight…
Sean Stutzman
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