The Crows

Κυριακή 4 Οκτωβρίου 2009

shadows-i love it

The morning mist enchanted
And veiled the sleeping land,
The goddess held the people
So peaceful in her hand,

I stepped into the spellwork,
To walk forgotten ways,
That never lie uncovered
By honest sunlight's rays.

I heard the forest rattle
With creatures I don't know,
As they crept up closer
To check for friend or foe,

The ancient forest dwellers
Looked out behind the bark
And leaves and branches quivered,
They watched me in the dark.

♣The world would soon awaken,
The shadows faced defeat,
Knowing all would vanish when
I reached the city street.

The air was thick with spellwork,
Mist veiled the sleeping land,
The goddess held the people
So peaceful in her hand.

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