Shattered Skies

I held them too tight
The cradle of my arms was too much
Beneath these shattered Skies
That I once held

I stood by, despite my efforts
Instead of my efforts healing a broken soul
They only led to a songless exaltation
Unknown I did not understand this toll

I stood in the stars
I raised you in the cosmos
In these constellations you grew under my watchful gaze
And the rivers that coursed through these heavens, ran dry

When my love caused you pain
When all my work was ash
When I sought your reconciliation
We sat beneath these shattered skies

Please, my dear Daughter
My Moon borne flower
You, the light made beneath broken glass
Needed not my help to grow

I see now that what they did
I see now that I wished for this to be better
I see now that my children have grown past the need for me
I wish to still be by your side, My dearest Illy