In This Great In-Between
At this very hour
As the pagan brothers in the black shadows
Chant
'Gathered as one
To celebrate the rising heat from our
Anthracite
Eyes watching
The horizon
We await the newborn
Moon Child
Tonight'
Leaving them calling forth some strange unnatural power
With the four winds rising and white lightning screaming
Piecing this never-ending night
As I stand in this salt circle while Luna rises
And when our silver Lady parts the grey clouds
Coming into sight
While the chanting and silence fights
I'll always think of you
Whilst standing alone in this sombre moonlight
These are my prayers sent
Hoping one day
When you too arrive
My dearest Elaine
We'll hold onto each other
Like we once used to do
When I was alive
As our souls lovingly
Reunite
Copyright John Duffy
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