Alone Before the Doors of the Silent House

I am the spirit of the old ones A voice that bellows with peerless vigour I am the fire of the past Of life that's slipping from my grasp I crawl to the roots of timeless wisdom To lay enveloped in the earth To hear the farthest whispers The fading heartbeat of the world... To the meadow and the trees Finding companionship in falling leaves I wander there now endlessly... From set to sun rise, the sky becomes a doorway To the spinning cosmos, I will step between the stars Of waking land and sleep I find myself now in between O, twilit glade Fading rays of summer's day I wander here again Only in my dreams The scent of sunlight Carried through the sleeping boughs Bittersweet memory I wake before a silent house In memory of silent May I wander in a dream I walk the river path Take flight upon the raven's wings Now boundless soul will dance in Heaven that dwells within --- Alone Before the Doors of the Silent House - Wormwitch