Dreamlit Abode   Late at night I hear you calling As the willows weep and moan. Within my heart as dark is falling, Whispering of days so long ago. Of ancient rights and mysterious powers, And celestial beings up in the sky, Of quiet glens and wooded bowers, Of great horned beasts the maidens ride. Now we call the awesome power, Just like the ancients long ago. As the bell clock tolls the hour, And the south wind starts to blow. The Lady of Moonlight is our fortress, The Lord of Sunlight is our flame. Wizened Wizard and Mystic Sorceress, This is ours, our path to claim. Mystic dreams and gentle waters, Dew drops glisten within the air. With scents of sage and gilly flowers, For the Lord and Lady's lair. © Athena Ravenmoon 2003   I am the author of the above writing.  Permission is given to share with others in an educational capacity as long as no profit is gained and the copyright remains in place.  ©Athena Ravenmoon 2003~2005   A Bee Bg