Dance to the beat of Shamans Drum
Chanting Earths Sacred Song
Secrets held in the Dark of Night
Bats and Fears now take flight
Dark Moons Power fills the air
Death is ever standing near.
Hear the Words of the Ancient One
Rebirth comes with the Rising Sun
Under guise of Old Deaths stare
New life comes, do not fear
Dance to the beat of Shamans Drum
Chanting Lifes Sacred Song.
*ALEENA RAVENWOOD*
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5 comments:
Beautiful, BJ. Thanks so much for sharing your poetry with us. Holding this one close to my heart.
SIS Beth
Beautifully dark, BJ. Thanks for sharing.
B.J.,
Very beautiful! It's always the quiet ones...
SIS Bren
Great poem BJ!! I love it.
Brenda, Quiet one.... I think not!!! She has you fooled. :)
Thanks guys. I'm glad you liked it. Brandy's right, I have you fooled.
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