Dark Side of the Moon

Along the stretch of shadow flight
Towards the beacon of sunset
Beyond horizons, source of night
To evening’s bloom I’ll follow yet
To birthplace of the netherworld
In brilliant blood of dark naissance
From whence the ribboned dream unfurled
It’s there I’ll hold my still séance
And there I’ll catch my silver boon
In realms where twilight dreams might fly
And glimpse the dark side of the moon
Suspended in the quickening sky.