Out across the slumbering meadow,
on a starry, moonless night...
I can hear them as they gather,
I can see their dancing light...

The air is charged with strangeness,
a mysterious form of energy...
Hypnotic sounds of chanting,
draw me towards a secret liturgy...

Staying hidden in the forest shadows,
I watch with wondering eyes...
A radiant woman, robed in velvet,
pulling starlight from the skies...

My breath held tight, my body a quiver,
from fright or just total delight...
Foolish I am, to stay here like this,
helpless to pull back from the sight...

Watching till break of dawn draws near,
the sights and sounds so enchanting...
Knowing I'll never perceive things the same,
from this night of mind expanding...

They gather their things preparing to leave,
I begin moving from my hiding place...
Glancing one last time at the woman, I find,
her staring at me, with a smile on her face...

Smiling in return, I head towards my home,
amazed by the wondrous things I've seen...
For the rest of my life, I'll know in my soul,
Magic is not just for Hallowe'en......

Jadie Rose
 

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