Bounty Hunter's mount's head
tied down, he holds reins
low, snugged tight,
emotionless control.
Rainbow walker watches
the sky blue, turn white,
prisms dulled to clear,
colors dripping from her mind.
Two separate paths does
Lune' and Soliel cast down on,
night to dawn, fire to ice
as oceans to heavens.
One more coup' tallied,
be it essence or heart,
flesh or soul, no judgment call,
he rides to collect all.
One last rainbow offered,
a bridge to cross the between,
hope with in her to grasp to take
back all that is stolen.
As one must sleep, one must roam,
precision timed to course set,
eclipsed luminaries flux,
once separate now joined.
The sound dangled somewhere
between arpeggio and crescendo,
harkening of celestial shift,
cascading waves resonated.
Face to face, color to darkness,
the bounty hunter unlodged,
the rainbow walker grounded,
now white horse unbridled.
Treading bows once walked by another,
Unega Soquili comes to carry
spirits on their journey home,
One last ride.
