Hidden stars

Amethyst night, atop the hidden river
 Light is fading into dreams
 His little creatures gambol in the wheat stubble
 No matter how far away, his dying breath remains
 Locked in a heart beyond ease
 Gentle woods are fading into black holes to tear away your life
 Remember the facsimile of birch trees. 

 For every star revealed, a trillion are hidden
 I am awaiting hedgehogs in the dark
 I am not crying
 I am not well
 I am home in a field, looking at an unlit mountain