Christine awoke beside her dead lover; When night began wifely bliss both lay and joined let themselves discover The rite of love they pronounced their oath. Dawn light glowed eastern heaven Her love breathed no more: Became the hawk; ever more a god. Moon child sobbed from sadness, wretched in her pain; The spirit of her love - not gone - filled her, thrilled her, gave her sight into the unknown abyss of forever whose residents she communes and confides.