Dawnsway

I was his earthquake Shaking the ground at which he stood He was an iridescent pebble I tossed him like a skipping stone across the ocean But I always found him On a beachy island brought in by the waves Stranded on a mountaintop Shining in a desolate night Dropped from the claws of a heron Landing in my sea of basal tears Rising up he lit the sky For he was my light And with a single sadness I could bring my sun Back to me Shifting the day Lengthening time For he told me I could make the Dawn sway.