Time Ocean

Feather
Flitter, flutter
Dancing here, there
Not finding safer haven
Than individual stars of dust
Strung about like constellations, or fish—
Our arcane power, stellar Mercurius secreted deep
Deceptively small, yet sustenance for this Time Ocean—
Jubilate, my brothers, sisters, fling ourselves from one eagle
Lament nothing of the fall
Just the tempest’s chaos
Thickening now
Between