Samhain Poem by Valerie

Cradled on the brink,  in a place of the earth’s own making, the leaves and the voices are rattling my soul, the darkness closes in, the candles are lighted, but they are with me, all that I treasure and will treasure, there is no god/dess that is trampled by the grinding heap of rubble in …

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