circles

 

I know the way

I know the stages

know the phases

know the signs

 

I cross the rivers

sweat the circles

speak the warnings

wrought in iron

 

I call the moon

and the moon 

she calls me

 

one for the feeders

for the lilting

for the tired

 

two for the turncoats

for the anger 

of the mired

 

I drag the tide

and the tide

drags me

 

three for the lovers

for the killers

for the liars

 

four oh the stealers

all the seers

and their trials

by fire

 

I bare the sea

and the sea

bears me