Fortune's Daughter from Skybound by Octavia McAloon

The sun will meet the western shores, the stars keep watch for æons more,
The days are written in the lights but your eyes have grown blind.

How quickly you forget your place, claiming every sweetness for your taste,
You shape the land to build your walls; do what it takes to feel tall.

Your wish and whim are just whirlpools in the water,
as you’re pulled along by the tides of Fortune’s Daughter.

Could you turn the motion of a stream, could you quell your plight, by gods - unseen
Could you make your breath that of the breeze, or even the least of these:

Could you ease a heart with only a tune?
Could you call down the moon?

• Folk
• atmospheric
• dream folk
• singer songwriter
• Seattle