The Weaver

 

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Weaver-

By Nightshade (Me)

The young girl travelled the path

‘Til it no longer was the same

 She travelled into the other world

the world of spells and fae

*

As she looked at each glittering star

that sat upon each stem

She grew tired and weary

and fell to sleep on them

*

When she awoke she was back home

but alas no one was there

she looked upon a mirror and

could not help but stare

*

She had aged beyond mortal years

A crone of wise never seen

She remembered all a-sudden

the spiderwight-weaved dream

*

Fae had danced around her soul

teaching her sweet spells

She fell in love with a faery king

and became a Queen as well

*

But time had come to end her days

in the Faery realm

She wished for her family

and bid the fae farewell

*

When she arrived they all were dead

And she could not return

The path was no longer there

And she, her lesson learnt

*

She now sits in the sewing room

Weaving destinies

she silently cuts the thread and

brings eternity

*Posted as part of the 44 Days of Witchery Blog challenge Day 27- A picture of Nature

Poem and Photograph copyright of Nightshade, author of thepurplebroom.wordpress.com  Dec 2011.

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