Spirit Remains Unrestrained. - Poem by David Lacey
Into the wilderness they stride virgin to the spirits of the land
Solitude within the boundaries of understanding attracts the
Company of ghost guardian ancestors. Four days without
Sustenance shatters the resistance of our defences.
Our guardian reveals in delivering songs alongside rituals
To guide us upon our paths so that we the children may protect
Ourselves from the dangers of adulthood. Spirit remains unrestrained.
As the Fey of the wilderness make their homes in the forest night.
They await Dionysus in his procession throughout the mountain range.
Uncontrollable satyrs orgy in dancing as Intoxicated eyeballs fuel fermented
Frenzy. Strange days keep on getting stranger. Everyday more so deranged.
I find myself chasing wood nymphs to the girls delight
Enchanting circles with the beating of our feet upon the ground
Dance sweet circles to the pipes of pan as birds take flight unheard.
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