Rising From The Ashes

Listen ye, I've a story to tell
I'll weave ye a story, I'll weave ye a magickal spell
Listen now o'lil ones, settle in, lend me ye ear
For the story I tell will bring ye a tear

Long ago a fabled story was told
In the land of Fantasy, the days of olde
Entering the Realm, a lone woman named, "DarkMistress"
Left to live amongst the wars and distress

She stormed the Realm and embraced the dark souls
The Dark Beauty, many hearts she soon stole
The forgotten children, she would raise
Within her heart and eyes a fire was ablaze

A song upon her lips, she sang and danced through the Realm
Ducking playfully behind the old elm
And her hands would raise to the sky
She conjoured the magick to make the nigh' dance, oh Aye,

The children's eyes would light
From the darkness would dance a Pixie or Sprite
Her voice would speak gently seeing their fright
"Nay little ones, fear not the nigh' "

" 'Tis magickal, can ye not see?"
"Let ye dreams grow, let them free"
"Use the nigh' to protect ye little souls"
"Use the dark to hide from the cold"

Many claimed her as "Mother"
She taught the Demons and Angels to live amongst each other
She raised many that were not her own
She offered them her love and a home

War soon ravaged the land
Brother against brother they would stand
Forcing her to turn her back on the home she loved
Fleeing for safety when she was shoved

She would have given her life for many of the souls within the Realm
And many died within her arms when the Realm fell
Husbands, Fiances, Friends, Daughters and Sons
So much destruction, she could not protect the lil ones

Some say she shattered, others say she went crazy
This is where the fable grew rather hazy
She disappeared for nigh' on 15 years
And returned with a new husband, and the children she bears

She looks on now at the sky cloudy with the reminants of war
Looking to the sky, ears listening for the familiar Dragons' roar
She return now to a land that once held such beauty
She will again try to fullfill her destiny and duty

"Donnae fear the nigh' my child"
" 'Tis only here for a little while"
"Donnae fear the coming dark"
" 'Tis a new adventure, unto embark..."

Calling forth the light of the Gods, and the darkness of Hell
She would teach the children the magick of the healing spell
Healing and teaching with her aura of gold
The little ones would watch the magick unfold

"Donnae fear the nigh' because ye cannae' see"
"The nigh' will set ye dreams and fantasies free"
"Donnae fear the nigh' o'lil ones"
"Fear not ye mother, my daughters and sons"

"Embrace the dark, Embrace the nigh'"
"Dream ye dream, watch them take flight"
"And if ye ever begin to fear"
"Reach out ye hand, for I'm always near"

The DarkMistress....

Copyright Anna Marie Hoyer
August 9, 1999
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