Selenites are dancing

In the breeze

Vaporous in their silent lair

A swarm who twist'n'twirls

Languishly looking at us

In the middle of nowhere

Pale are the figures who dance

In the moonlight, now



Dance on the moon

Enter the rings

Newly freed souls

Newly freed bird



Gracious and humming

Some atonic verse

Invisible in their flight



Etherial Noctua

Leening your wings

Of dust, of muck, of mundane dirt



Eternal Chaunts

Benevolence

The Selenites

Smile and gaze

At those we are

At those we were

Spinning round

In their haze