FULL MOON, SKY DARK,
SPIRITS RISING TO DANCE
FREE IN IT'S GLOW..
NIGHT AIR TURNS COLD,
WIND ECHOES WITH CRIES
OF OLD SOULS..ROAMING
AROUND NOT KNOWING WHERE
THEY ARE, SOME COME FROM
NEAR SOME COME FROM FAR,
THEY DANCE IN THE MOON LIGHT
TOUCHING GROUND,BUT YET HAVE
NO SIGHT, THEIR ENERGY
GROWS AS THE NIGHT MOVES
ON..THE OLD SOULS AROUND THE
POUND....
THE DRUMMERS PLAY THEIR BEATS
THE WITCHES DANCE ON THEIR
FEET, ENERGY RISES AURA'S
ARE BRIGHT, NOW THE OLD SOUL'S
ARE IN PLAIN SIGHT..
THE MUSIC KEEPS PLAYING,
THE WITCHES KEEP DANCING ,
THEN EVERYONE THERE STARTED
CHANTING..THE POWER OF THE
GODDESS WAS AT WORK,
FOR THE SOULS OF FALL, THEY
DID INVOKE,,
AS THE SOULS GET CLOSER, THE
ENERGY GETS STRONGER...
WITH THE SOUL'S I GROW FONDER
FOR THEY WERE NOT CRIES AT
ALL...
IT WAS THE SPIRITS THAT BRING
IN FALL.......
