Wings

Rise up from intrepid darkness
A cloak that imbibes doom yet only
Slides itself under the world a soft reminder
Of the womb silken beat
That rises upward
As echoing geysers
Pushing past the inherent thickness
Of compressed earth and stone
Settled compactly over a throbbing light core
The star is hidden
The mystery folded over itself
In layers of story
Welded into invisible wings
That will rise up
Will seek companionship
In the days to come
With starlight song to guide them

By Esyule