Flar's Freyja
June 18th, 2002, 01:09 AM
Ink flies across pages
Words not my own
This night you speak to me
Of a night long ago
When you possessed me
Yet left me in darkness
Wondering....
You write to me
With my own hand
You give me my task
Fear freezes my heart
Love warms it
Your words caress my soul
Comforting....
I am the Dark Mother
Of the crossroads
I stand with you
As you take his hand
Leading him to Summerland
Strength I will give you
Guiding......
Pain and darkness
Led me here
To this place of
Light and shadow
Your voice calls to me
Dare I accept?
Wavering......
I have made you ready
It is you I have chosen
Trust in me and
He will see all that is me
Within you and through you
And to both of you I give
Healing.
Words not my own
This night you speak to me
Of a night long ago
When you possessed me
Yet left me in darkness
Wondering....
You write to me
With my own hand
You give me my task
Fear freezes my heart
Love warms it
Your words caress my soul
Comforting....
I am the Dark Mother
Of the crossroads
I stand with you
As you take his hand
Leading him to Summerland
Strength I will give you
Guiding......
Pain and darkness
Led me here
To this place of
Light and shadow
Your voice calls to me
Dare I accept?
Wavering......
I have made you ready
It is you I have chosen
Trust in me and
He will see all that is me
Within you and through you
And to both of you I give
Healing.