SAMHAIN NIGHT
By Megara
Follow me children,
Through the dell,
Follow me children,
To weave a spell,
Follow me children,
The Moon is bright,
Follow me children,
Tis' Samhain Night.
Dance through the grove,
leap throughthe Air, and slip on
through the trees.
Feel the earth beneath
your feet, and the
cool grass on your knees.
Deeper and Deeper,
on into the wood,
Parents can't follow,
but they wish that they could.
To dance and to sing
and do anything
that their trapped inner
child desires.
Into a clearing, hidden
away, with treetops
so high, it'd be
night during day,
here is where the
fairies play and emerge
on Samhain Night.
A fire is lit and a
circle forms, the ritual
starts and the whole
group mourns. Their
Great One has slipped
away and henceforth,
Samhain Night.
Louder and louder the
wailing grows, when
it will stop, well, only
She knows. For She
too, mourns her King.
Lonely until what the
Solstice brings. . . . .
Here on Samhain Night.
They reach the peak
and die away, the velvet
sky shifts into gray. Now it's
almost the break of
day, on what was
Samhain Night.
They slip back into
the woods, to return
to where they'd come,
as light seeps through
the leaves, creating
a sense of unease,
of what had been
SamhainNight.
Follow me children,
It is all over,
Follow me children,
Through the green clover.
Follow me children,
The Sun does rise.
Follow me children,
Let us be wise,
For it's past,
Our Samhain Night.
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