I have fallen into a meadow.
Crows feathers have covered my skin
And the darkness of the stars
Have become my shadow's company.
The sun does not rise anymore
Before my eyes.
I have fallen with the sky.
Doves wings sing their whispers no more,
And I am alone with my reflections.
The sun cannot see me rise.
My shadows have laid down below me,
Beyond anyone's eyes.
So the landing broke,
And none see me in darkness or in light
And I have become the backside of the moon.
I shall rise no more nor fall,
For I am in a meadow and I see no more
With these eyes.
