EISTIBUS, ANGEL OF DIVINATION

It was ordained
Each footfall pressed into its place
Every word spoken to its rhythm
We dance and he sees us dancing
If you wish to know, just ask
Eistibus will tell you

written by Peter Mohrbacher

 
  Art by Eli Minaya

Art by Eli Minaya

We ground leaves from the white vine
with flowers from the cliff
and slipped it into our blood,
asking of the skies
if the rains would come.
Fires move at sea.

written by James Pianka