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The witches were howling with the
moon last night,
lamenting their sorrows,
accepting their plight,
calling for compassion from the
gods who her heart rules,
who lend love as the light in her
eyes, where her tears pool.
The truth is all that matters,
it’s the clarity of heart,
the intentions of your breath
onto others you impart,
in the silence of the night, feel
the pain in those around you,
free their power, feel it lift
you, that’s the calling of this moon.
I love this and the image too! So evocative, thank you!
ReplyDeleteFreya Rose
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Love forgives and cures all things.
ReplyDeleteYour second verse speaks volumes. It's the clarity of heart...
ReplyDeleteVery creative. There's a sound to it's in me
ReplyDeleteAny freedom found is worth the trouble of the looking Shadow.
ReplyDeletehello shadow its dennis the vizsla dog hay is that wot it wuz??? i thawt it wuz coyotes!!! i prefer the witches thanks for letting me no it wuz them!!! ok bye
ReplyDeletei knew a witch,
ReplyDeletea real witch,
she stacked the bodies of her lovers like firewood,
laughing,
watching me with her eyes,
lamented nothing but the one that got away,
she searches for him still,
- me