October Considered

Step gently, my sweet, Into the hallowed night, And be not afraid Of the mystery awaiting you. See me as your escort, Here to overshadow Frightening things, Great and small. To the gates We must journey. Your presence delayed Long enough. Be aware Of where your eyes land, For this is no time To be foolish. Seek now The gift of courage As you enter this domain, So fascinating. Deities ponder Your existence, And would have you For their own. Go meekly into the night, My friend, But wield your sword Of righteousness well. I’ll stand beside you, Watching all along, Counting every piece of candy You’d dare consume.