The Wind Talkers
Whispering wind through the willows
Faint echoes carried upon billows
By the wind talkers summoning the sincere
That delve into darkness without fear
Each one being called by name
To embrace the warmth of the light bearer’s flame
Calling from a focal point of the four directions
Inviting the mighty elm’s personal selections
To the place where past, present, and future meet
To join the minions of Hecate’s elite
Copyright © Deborah Kelley | Year Posted 2015
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