My Exaltation

I am in exaltation of the Divine

Death in Hallows deep

My lifeforce begins to seep.

It swells and creeps and crawls

Carefully avoiding halls

Along a Path that was created

By sheer wanting to branch forth.

My very being begins to scream

Oh so silently___ever silent

Like a tiny beam of light.

No one will ever gain its' sight.

It rests in Hallows very deep

Every equinox marching to it's solstice

The purslane of my very soul

Is delicate and pink.

-PaganWitch