Moss upwreathing petrichor
Broods becalmed evermore
Sleeping down misty corridor
(No one ever finds its door)
Among the moulting timbers
Threshing at the forest floor

I see all of thee
Where there was always
A doleful haunt presiding
Keeping all the secrets of the cairns
Vaulted boughs that score the air
Shelter birdsong and prayer

I know all of thee
Now here eyes are a thousand
Lifeless and descending stars
Adrift in the water, alone in her plight
Luminous spirit of a living light

Unnumbered brooks cut through the glade
Fragrant cedars of zephyrs swayed
As the shadows of autumn wane
And leaves contest to remain
Branches girded in ivy’s braid
By night the springs incandesce in jade