11-01-2013, 04:59 PM
Spooktacular Sky
by Graystar
October 28, 2013
Upon a witch's night,
many long years ago,
I ventured alone into
the cold moon lit dark
seeking kindred spirits.
It was ghastly quiet
and my hooded cape
clung to me as I tread
with oh so silent footfalls
on snow packed streets.
My Goddess full moon
guarded me sternly
with her watchful eye.
Her beauty blessed me
with welcomed comfort.
When suddenly I beheld
above me in the sky
colors of such glory
they took my breath away.
Aurora borealis spooktacular!
All thoughts of rituals,
cauldrons and dances
swiftly slipped my mind
with such a beautiful gift.
I stopped transfixed, bewitched.
No finer night I ever received.
No glory was ever so bright.
No joy alone in the dark
matches that night for me.
A treasure I hold soul deep.
All hail! Spooktacular Sky!
by Graystar
October 28, 2013
Upon a witch's night,
many long years ago,
I ventured alone into
the cold moon lit dark
seeking kindred spirits.
It was ghastly quiet
and my hooded cape
clung to me as I tread
with oh so silent footfalls
on snow packed streets.
My Goddess full moon
guarded me sternly
with her watchful eye.
Her beauty blessed me
with welcomed comfort.
When suddenly I beheld
above me in the sky
colors of such glory
they took my breath away.
Aurora borealis spooktacular!
All thoughts of rituals,
cauldrons and dances
swiftly slipped my mind
with such a beautiful gift.
I stopped transfixed, bewitched.
No finer night I ever received.
No glory was ever so bright.
No joy alone in the dark
matches that night for me.
A treasure I hold soul deep.
All hail! Spooktacular Sky!