In the dark depth of the Night
As the souls above take flight
Standing in the dancing grass
The moon reflecting, as if glass
Face is skyward, Spirit planted
Arms that others took for granted
Spread to hold the warm embrace
Of Nymphs come close to judge the face.
Wind surrounds the circle, waiting
Nature delves inside, debating
Weighing secrets kept most deep
The innermost awoke from sleep
Everything bared, exposed to Truth
Wind no longer stands aloof
He caresses gently, Nymphs start dancing Nature smiles, Wildlife prancing
“Child” is heard inside the Mind,
No single voice but many kinds
The body starts to dissipate
Becoming one with the Wisdoms of Fate.
