The mists from beyond,
swirl around in my mind,
forming and forging a bond,
encircling and protecting as it binds,
The darkness of my thoughts,
and the shadows of the night,
merge with a fierceness that can't be fought,
calm and comforted, I do not fight,
I merge with the night, calm and serene,
the moonlight sheds light on my path,
showing me the way to the unseen,
it greets me with it's love, with holding it's wrath,
As I walk into the dark,
it envelops me with love,
my voice raises, finding it's mark,
as the starlight shines above.
by Kryshna MoonRose
Celtic Coven: A Pagan's Home
Paganism and Witchcraft
