Samhain

This compulsion to stand against the starry sky
To be bathed in sunlight 
And unfurl my soul 
It comes from my dreams 
Cradling a child in my arms and 
Walking a dark road 
To return to source 
All the gifts she gave out indiscriminately

Although I passed through the halls of death 
I took nothing for granted
And no souvenirs
But one cannot visit this place without paying tolls 
I shed my soft skin along the rough stones 
In tribute to the hold 
She took upon me

Drunken and dizzy I catch a breath 
And gaze into this very new day with wonder 
Today there is nothing but an inviting emptiness 
That driving void 
Expanding and echoing 
And in no time I am plotting my return 
This fallow womb vibrating, calling in 
Promises that will always be kept