When Darkness Falls #wwwblogs

Magic will rise

Misunderstood and feared

But casting beauty

For eyes that see miracles

When darkness falls

Our power lights a soft sun

Resting calm

In a garden bathed by lady moon

With earth soft

Against the soles of our feet

The world unguarded

Tranquil

Far removed from the mayhem

Beneath the glaring

Light of day

Interrogation harsh

And the madness of careless words

We seek the comfort

Of the nighttime

And the spell of protection

We weave ~ Caroline A. Slee

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