Hearken, children! Gather ’round
Circle’s cast on sacred ground
As I speak this ancient tale
Of the days of long farewell –
Lean in closer, bend your ears!
All may listen, few may hear
Stories and predictions made
Learned from cradle, passed to grave –
Now we face them each in turn
All because we haven’t learned
Ensconced in envy, greed, and pride
And whoring ’til the day we die –
Leave the rebels in their slumber
To the Dark Arts they surrendered
Fair thee long, and fair thee well
For Angels in your houses dwell –
Hearken, children! Gather ’round!
Circle’s cast on sacred ground
As I speak the ancient tale
Of the days of long farewell –
Gods have sung, and trumpets blown
Man has reaped what he has sown!
Light has concurred death and fear
And all will know that We were here.
Poetry Copyright © 2020 – 2023 by Ena Whiteraven All rights reserved.
Based on ancient texts and Alura Cein’s Angelic Herald
Bio: Ena Whiteraven (a.k.a. Henry) is a writer and poet whose work includes elements of mystery, suspense, and fantasy. She’s also a guest writer at Spiritually Awkward Magazine and active member of the Facebook group “Exploring Angels”, spreading positivity, motivation, and advice for surviving and thriving in the current world”. She is currently in search of publishers and fellow writers who share her vision.
Author Site: https://whiteravennet.wordpress.com/
Personal blog: https://superlativedeviation.home.blog/
Instagram: www.instagram.com/ena_whiteraven/
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