The Piercing Light Of The Eyes Poem by Rebekah Gamble

The winter winds
are blowing in,
the summer's gone
at last.
The darkness comes
and darkness comforts me.

All alone,
I'm Gleann-Caoin bound.

The hunter's call
can still be heard
carried on the wind.
I run alone
underneath the stars.

The stars are racing.
These stars are racing
all alone-
Gleann-Caoin bound.

The sky bleeds fear
the ground is damp
and I am of the air.
The bullet flies
I hear it coming near.

The stars are racing.
These stars are racing.
I'm all alone-
Gleann-Caoin bound.

All alone,
Gleann-Caoin bound.

And the winter comes at last...