Poetic Interlude #4-- Who?

Who is watching the pale shore,
The pale shore of distant dreams,
Distant dreams like wandering ghosts,
Wandering ghosts passing through pale emerald skies,
Pale emerald skies that spill dawn light,
Dawn light death-soft as an owl's wing,
An owl's wing and a cry of who,
Who is watching the pale shore?

Who is listening to the soul of night,
The soul of night flecked with silver wounds,
Silver wounds spilling rainbow secrets,
Rainbow secrets whispering an eternal wind,
An eternal wind fluttering like a startled heart,
A startled heart stilled by an owl's wing,
An owl's wing and a cry of who,
Who is listening to the soul of night?

Who is opening the hidden eye,
The hidden eye like a golden orb,
A golden orb burning in darkling bone,
Darkling bone blacker than dread fear,
Dread fear dressed in shadowed feathers,
Shadowed feathers curving across an owl's wing,
An owl's wing and a cry of who,
Who is opening the hidden eye?

Who is singing the wild song,
The wild song of the meteor's fire,
The meteor's fire quicker than a fleeting kiss,
A fleeting kiss kindling memory's ember,
Memory's ember lodged in moth-gray ash,
Moth-gray ash as subtle as an owl's wing,
An owl's wing and a cry of who,
Who is singing the wild song?

Who is rotting beneath smooth skin,
Smooth skin stark as a wicked lie,
A wicked lie from a twisted tongue,
A twisted tongue bent at the blasted root,
The blasted root of a fallen tree,
A fallen tree angled like an owl's wing,
An owl's wing and a cry of who,
Who is rotting beneath smooth skin?

Who is walking the crystal path,
The crystal path to the white-shell moon,
The white-shell moon weeping tidal tears,
Tidal tears that smooth stone thoughts,
Stone thoughts that crumble into serene sands,
Serene sands as silent as an owl's wing,
An owl's wing and a cry of who,
Who is walking the crystal path?

Who is wearing the magic mask,
The magic mask born of a shaman's depth,
A shaman's depth plunging into cold earth,
Cold earth split by ferocious flowers,
Ferocious flowers waging life like jeweled warriors,
Jeweled warriors as beautifully painted as an owl's wing,
An owl's wing and a cry of who,
Who is wearing the magic mask?

Who is holding the tangled truth,
The tangled truth like shimmering dew,
Shimmering dew dancing on a silken web,
A silken web hung with shuddering diamonds,
Shuddering diamonds caressing the face of the empty void,
The empty void arcs like an owl's wing,
An owl's wing and a cry of who,
Who is holding the tangled truth?