Returning to Thyself

By the light of the moon
through the ages fall
and rest on the green, green
grass

Awake to the quest of the
long lost tribe with
the rubies in their hair

Neither time nor past
will matter now as
you take up the mighty sword

To battle the darkness
within yourself
and shed light on your soul

Make your own way there
and gather with your sisters
from times long since gone by

With perseverance as
your only key, you
will find thyself again


Lynn West
2009