October

My thoughts on Samhain Night

Light the hearth and contemplate.
Meditate
The veils between the worlds are thin 
Fey folk ride the timeless winds..
I stand on a threshold between two worlds,
All around the mists twist and swirl.
Ancestors reach out, they touch my heart
With thoughts of love as the veil drifts apart.
A figure takes me by the hand, 
And we step into an unknown land.
The senses tingle with sights and sounds, 
Wisdom offered, the impact profound.
In time I am back at my space by the fire
the heart is warmed, senses inspired
The embers glow, I am returned,
 and quietly give thanks for all I have learned.