Call of the Night

Silver shards of mirror
Hang within the sky
Stabbing my soul with beauty

Oh hallowed night
Where have your children fled?
Deep within our primal being
We feel your call

The moon hangs within
The velvet darkness
A broche adorning the sky

The night breathes
And we catch the scent
Of flowers
Heavy and thick
But of origin unknown

Who will teach us?
For we feel the deep
Ancient rhythm within our chests
Drawing us out
Into the night

Our bodies know
And so they sway
In circles with our heads raised

We search the stars
For we know
Your faces are drawn among them