Falling into the hole
   Starfall - the horizon
   This hateful imperfection of her eyes
   They swell lke orient pearls
   Why should they stay ?
   Pressed by love to go
   You dont speak as You think
   it cannot be !
   Your vows to her and me !
   How shall we find the concord
   of Your night and day
   And I go, oh spite, oh hell,
   to vows that would consist
   of the wind
   So sorrow's heaviness
   does heavier grow
   Give me Your hands if we be friends
   Oh peace will not harbour me
   since night's swift dragons
   cut the skies
   Night and silence, are You there ?
   Weeds of chillness he does wear
   So awake when I'm gone
   To heaven's breaking fields I come