The CallingA Poem by Siddartha Beth PierceEach night I pray to see you dear within your crown of wonder I dawn my gown and wait for thee amongst the leaves and thunder.
The mighty gail kicks up the sail of my pleats within the wind and anything can come to pass if only you could hear my song of longing and desire.
A siren 'No' for I will let no harm fall upon you but keep you safe in my embrace each evening and each morn.
And my sweet babe whether with me now or out amongst the flowers shall learn our ways and Love the Earth for all she's worth the Moon with her deep caress and the Sun's great warmth and power.
A family all are we working closely together let no harm come thy will be done amongst the Ones that carry the Light forever.
Our sight is might beyond the range of those that walk among us but sees deeper still unto thy will of One and all we hear your call O Lord and Goddess we do your bidding.
We hope and pray everyday that nature remains Supreme and in our dreams you lead the way with pure Love lasting everafter.
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Added on February 8, 2008AuthorSiddartha Beth PierceRichmond, VAAboutArtist, Poet, Educator, African and Contemporary Art Historian more..Writing
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