I sit with you and watch you brew Nightly, potions, ale, and stew, The tale is old, the detail new, Seasoned with tears, some me, some you. I hurt, I ache, I can't believe, Others, too, great pain receive. It cannot be! I can't conceive of all the world without reprieve. And as I struggle to accept That pain's a plain, mundane concept, (Not punishment for the inept, Nor something dodged by the adept) I find it hard to comprehend You reach your hand out to a "friend" You hardly know. Yet we pretend, Play words, find Truths we can defend. We fly together, lost in the skies, - Companionship such a surprise - Onwards! Upwards! Still we rise! Laughing softly while time flies. As we conjure heavens so blue You call to you your worthy crew Standing together, though just a few, Staunch, we build the game anew.
When the clouds press close, and shadows stay, Know that the sun still hides in play. This weight you carry is not forever, And even the darkest ties can sever. Lean on me, if the journey is long, Together we’ll hum a quiet song.
Sing of the Lady of the Night Who treads on sacred, silvered ground, Sways daintily to silent sound, Adorns the sky with silver light, And lingers with the Shades. She is the Goddess of the Dawn, Twinkle of kindness in his eye, The beauty of the midnight sky, Sister to those who dance and mourn, Her love a light that never fades. She is the Mother of us all. Stand still beneath Her watchful gaze; Her light sings of unuttered praise. Sweet Love before the tragic fall— Her endless mercy all pervades. And we emerge from 'neath her spell, As golden light spills 'cross the land, Across the page, over the hand That writes these words, this tale to tell: Her strength endures, and fear abates. The warmth, the joy, the leaping heart That follows as the new day breaks, As softly, hope once more awakes. Despair and doubt now fall apart; There is healing in the Shades.