Between three heights
Firstborn of three nights
Was freed in sacrifice
On sleep of bone I fell
Wrapped in bark of nameless weald
Blind my sight with wealth
For wraiths my gaze beheld
On grey wood sheared
Black plated names
To shores of the dead
Light my sail aflame
Wash away the shrift
On lake of regret
And release me adrift
Neither moon nor sun
On house of the vanished one
We mourn in wordless tongue
We mouth the grief unsung
One gone forever will not grieve
One lost forever will not dream