Artemis

Silver light, purple shadows

Photo by Pascal Debrunner on Unsplash

Silver light and purple shadows,
Artemis is hunting, hunting;
Faintly I hear her bowstring singing,
The echo of fleet footfalls in my heart.

I gaze across where leaves
Move silver shadows upon silver columns;
I listen and hear nothing
For high above, the moon
Hunts silent in the silent night,
And leaves no footfall.