We are only away 
                 only safe
in our might.

Slow feet, 
                     tired eyes -

breathe easy this night.

Howls of wolves and foghorn of generations 

              Pray

With hymns and litanies to Sin and Tammuz and trees
for strength and time.
As in lament and adjuration we try to thrive
Umbilical(ed) to our versions of fight
fierce and raw with faith, 
We'll create this destiny 
and follow the light.