Center of the Circle

In the center of the circle
Sits a sister of the night
She has come to seek a vision
On her journey towards the light

Wanting wisdom fully measured
She is waiting for a sign
From the universal cycle
Pouring out eternal life

As she meditates in silence
Songs of nature fill the air
Forest dryads sing to naiads
Softly in their whispered care

Gentle breezes brush the needles
Of the pines in winded flair
And the chirping of the crickets
Warn of trespassers who dare

When a hush comes to the midnight
All attend with breath apart
Listening closely to the message
Given slowly to the heart

As a tear trails down in shadow
Sister rises for her flight
She must now complete her journey
With her wisdom gained this night

It is not in sorrow leaving
It is wisdom's price of gold
But she'd rather give up everything
For freedom loved and told

Still she smiles in her welcome
To the dawning of the day
And the sunrise shows her colors
Gold and yellow light her way

Universal in the circle
Is the cycle of all life
Forward motion of a journey
By a sister of the night

~~Faerie Sojourner

©2002

The Wind

I saw you at the window

For a moment flashing by

As you swept across the night sky

On your way to meet the moon

As you rode your hair shown silver

And your cloak flew wild behind,

Your horse was dark as midnight

As it galloped neath the gloom,

And on toward the sunrise

Without waiting for reply

From the messenger sent to you

With a golden yellow star

You traveled on till daybreak

I lost you in the sun

Now I must wait till eventide

To signal you to come

And meet your fellow traveler

Who rides from age to age

And wishes to accompany you

On Faerie escapades.

Faerie Sojourner

©2002

Center of the Circle

In the center of the circle
Sits a sister of the night
She has come to seek a vision
On her journey towards the light

Wanting wisdom fully measured
She is waiting for a sign
From the universal cycle
Pouring out eternal life

As she meditates in silence
Songs of nature fill the air
Forest dryads sing to naiads
Softly in their whispered care

Gentle breezes brush the needles
Of the pines in winded flair
And the chirping of the crickets
Warn of trespassers who dare

When a hush comes to the midnight
All attend with breath apart
Listening closely to the message
Given slowly to the heart

As a tear trails down in shadow
Sister rises for her flight
She must now complete her journey
With her wisdom gained this night

It is not in sorrow leaving
It is wisdom's price of gold
But she'd rather give up everything
For freedom loved and told

Still she smiles in her welcome
To the dawning of the day
And the sunrise shows her colors
Gold and yellow light her way

Universal in the circle
Is the cycle of all life
Forward motion of a journey
By a sister of the night

Faerie Sojourner

©2002