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Wednesday, February 23, 2005

The Gathering


Within these castle walls I see
A gathering of souls
Lost in memories of lives they led
And ancient battles fought.
Unable to escape the past
They roam the castle yard
The glory of their youth it seems
Is what is being sought.
Witches gather in the court
The circle has been cast
Aid to those who've lost their way
Consumes their every thought.
Ancestors honored on this night
Guide them to their rest
Beyond the shadowy veil they go
Where loneliness is naught.

posted by broomhilda at|11:30 AM|

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