Art ©Nathalie Ampleman
Peel back the dark of the night,
See the stars in their glory,
Scrape away the shade from the light.
There’s a place where the moonbeams lie,
I would keep it safe forever,
And stitch up the hole in the sky,
With my needle, gold thread weaving.
Rowan berries lie bright on the ground,
Plucked like stars at your leaving.
Leap, silver salmon, wing, grey gull,
I will follow wherever you lead,
To the misty ends of the earth,
For my heavy heart is full,
And my love has taken the light.
Silver and grey, your wild scented path,
Soft feathered, sleek scaled and wise,
I will follow to the end of the night.