Her eyes are gone from me, and in their absence mine are blind. Her gaze was ignition to my inward stars. Now, alone, I cannot see at all. Emptiness has married my bones. Void clutches at my root.

At the river I tear my soul from my heart’s nest. I cast it into the waters of the sky. Forlorn, bereft, her name haunts my mouth, born to utter her secret word in wonder. The stars caress my trembling hand. The river carries my soul to her feet.