Poem, Prayer, Spell..
This has been rattling in my head for weeks and I have to get it out.
Spirit Call
The Horned God
leads the world of men,
now and forever
to begin again.
Gaia
makes women dance,
to weave and spin
and take a chance.
Children
run to Brid's embrace,
as if growing up
was such a race.
Gods and Goddesses
protect us All,
hear our simple
soulful call.
--CalyD 2007--
posted by Ting's Tang @ 4/06/2007
1 Comments:
Wow- that's really beautiful. I love rhyme in poetry. Bravo!
What I admire about poetry the most is the fact that it delivers an individual experience. You can derive a meaning without understanding the background of the writer's meaning.
Post a Comment
<< Home