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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required (A lone voice whispers) Will you Come all Yes, Yea and dance For In the deepest woods In that old Woodland grove Something stirs An electric emotion Consuming the very air Can you feel Its pulse And all consuming Power Would you attend as An invited guest With me And dance Go wild And let your mind and soul Be held prisoner As they are Slowly deflowered Beyond all worldly Fears As unknown spirits advance Would you still attend As a guest of mine To visit my dark midnight Winter Festival To communicate And bind with the Deep divine To be totally lost And absorbed in its Yellow ring Of supernatural lights Which will Swirl all around us As we breathe in Its ancient dust To watch and wonder At the Opening of hidden gateways Above us And below us A spell to be cast in dark skies By illuminated souls Between time and space As we prepare and stand Hidden from The mundane Human race To see a new brave world Soon ours to summon And command Where Nothing but goodness And love will fill our old Souls For tonight We will dance With our pagan ancestors of old It's our time of year As we will This supernatural festival To arrive To embrace maybe painful Embers and emotions Of Winter's long past That may have survived To then Embrace old Mother Spring The goddess of all living things As she slowly awakes And begins to gradually Materialise A flurry of cold memories Hidden in mystical snow To beguile Will You dance Beyond wet Tears for people We always remember Who have died As we may cry For tonight On this pagan eve We shall live forever For we baptised To be eternal And will never Die beyond All who can truly see As their reawakened Souls Cry out Blessed Be Copyright John Duffy
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