Within my own sorrows
At times so dark and deep,
My eyes can not open
For the tears of my grief.

Passing through tunnels of time
Searching to see the light,
Sometimes my soul struggles
Sometimes my soul will take flight.

Up hills of predigest I climb
Through thorns veiled in lies,
It matters not what they have said
I shall not allow the truth to die.

Through all the conflicts
There are glories untold,
For I keep in my heart
The Ultimate goal.

When Walking this path
That I have always known,
It’s not so very hard
For I never feel alone.

Spirited souls unnumbered
are standing always near,
Showing me within the truth
I need never have fear.

One day without warning
Of what is to come,
Our world will be united
Our voice shall sing as one.

by: Lady Abigail
High Priestess of Ravensgrove Coven
In the Greenfield, Indiana area

Copyright © Lady Abigail 022504