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The Calling
 

By dark of night and screeching owl
On flight path old and haunted
Slipping past the willows wise
A figure scurries .............

On moonlit track past unseen eyes
She picks her way
Lapping waters call her name
She turns .............

From unseen kingdoms arms reach out
To set her fetch form free.
The hour is nigh as midnight rises,
She hurries ....................

On stealthy feet and pounding heart
A blood taste in her throat
Doom or destiny - she knows not what
But hears it ...............

Betwixt the worlds through thinning veil
On dark damp earth she stumbles
In pounding rain she hears her name
She surrenders .................

In mystic void she knows no fear
Her soul no shadow casteth
By barrow mound and elder tree
She slumbers .................

Yet clasped to breast so innocent
The cauldron cup she holdeth
By ancient power and magic wrought
She waketh ..................

And from that dark damp realm of night
Her soul now flies unseen
With kindred whispering on the wind
The calling ................

Darkwillow
09/02/03