Come | A Poem
Where fairies are born
And magic is made.
Hold my hand and show me the way
Into sacred halls and bloody altars.
Teach me the language,
Both forbidden and accepted.
Make me a wand and stay with me,
As I walk through the fears
And into the light.
Where mists reside
And danger lurks.
Hold my hand and lead the way
Through the fog threatening to swallow.
Teach me to see through
Both the white and the black.
Make me a light and hold it above,
As I walk through the blindness
And into the clear land.
Where demons live
And death thrives.
Hold my hand and find the way
Through the ruins and stinks.
Teach me to identify
Both the naked and the hidden.
Make me a sweet tune and play it softly,
As I walk through the soiled earth
Into a place of peace.
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