Passover Me With Silence

Lull me not,
gentle acquiesence
into the tranquil waters
of the forgiven
while stormcrows yet
hover anon
send me not a soothsayers'
love
while by me
valkyries' lips remain unkiss'd
bend not my knee
towards the weeping willow
when I can brace my hand
on yggsradil
nor sing angelic hyms
when rather I would have
an orchestra
of distant thunderclap
and torrential
solitudes
and passover me
with
silence
when offering up a prayer