For Vyre , I Move / Vaelith Mourne

The water does not ripple The night does not breathe Even the insects have learned To wait The moon turns its face And I understand No drums tonight No war cry in my throat Just bone-white light Pressing through my ribs The ram skull rises Cracked violet fire Not a warning for the world Only for me Vyre… You would never scream this loud I feel the pull in my wrists Like thread tightening Fate doesn’t shout It leans in Something has taken you And thinks silence will hide it Ram-skull moon I see you watching Eyes carved from older grief Ram-skull moon Point the way I am not loud But I am coming I do not run I remove distance Every step folded into shadow Every breath erased The bayou keeps its secrets But not from blood Not from sisters Not from bone They buried you once They learned nothing The moon doesn’t lie It reflects And what it shows me Is unfinished They think time is on their side They have mistaken me for mercy Ram-skull moon Burn violet and hollow Carve her name into the dark Ram-skull moon Hold your face steady I am not there yet But I am aligned No screams No spectacle No crown of blood I end things By knowing where to stand Vyre, stay breathing Stay stubborn Stay unfinished I am already choosing Where this ends Still water Still heart Still knife in my sleeve Ram-skull moon Witness me moving Without sound Without fear Ram-skull moon Tell them nothing Let them wonder Why the dark feels closer I do not answer the night I let it follow Silver bone Violet fire Sister taken Quiet does not mean absent Quiet means inevitable