Memories of a Time Before
Recalling magick
Sipping sherry and writing
Ripped out emotions
The children sleeping
Night birds sing eerie fortunes
Prophecies in wine
Beneath the full moon
They danced innocent, thankful
A life of promise
A chalice lifted
Honoring their ancestors
Honey bread and mead
In darkness I prayed
Begging for inspiration
No more loneliness
Where the offerings
Poured out upon hallowed ground
Thirst of the gods, quenched
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