Moved by moves.

Of the love
that moved the sun and stars,
whispering trees spoke
of true alignment,
a fallen star, a broken heart;
a comet in the passing,
a moonshadow walks unaided
the tide that giveth
pulls the strings
and taketh away,
the cloud of love blown
disappears on reflection
in ocean skies of darkness,
an empty vessel is cast adrift
alone.