Once more until the light, and then sweet
Waves of hallowed dew. An empyreal star,
Wolds that wept as a new world glimmered.
Howling phantoms that rained their crimson rain
On sallow ground, Avdiivka smoldering – a crus-
Ader of the mind doth call. Through the scourge
Of evil angels, they who struck upon the moors,
Encroaching was the thunder, they who bore
The ghosts of Gaza. Whereon she sang unto
The night beyond the howling of the moons, she
Sang unto the night most gentle, she sang into
The night and clove the darkest depths that
Rent the ewe, which moaned beyond the heart,
The heart of unending shadow. For a soldier
Ascends upon a golden chariot, who enveloped
The bleeding lamb, and wrapped it in a braid
Of lilac dawn – upholding the flame primordial –
Until the last sun’s calling and the last sun’s cry