Black ram cloak

eternity ripples

before his feet

each step taken

into the dark unknown

the stars are gleaming dust

on the mirror he pierces

dressed in his black ram cloak

the wooden chair

and candlelight in the room

are left in his vacancy

as he walks between walls

as he steps between worlds

and the light filters

into the abyss

of his black ram cloak

talons of time

released its bloody daggers

and tossed him adrift

the void swallowed him

as the soothing dark waves

guided him beyond

the barrier of his black ram cloak