Hekate
As an ancient willow tree greets the night
And extends barren bows high –
The golden shimmer of shining stars
Glitter invitingly in night sky.
In the distance, a vision you see
A flicker and a bright spark,
Is it the Goddess of deep night
Her torches glowing in the dark?
A haunting lament reaches your ears,
Sending shivers up your spine –
The Queen of dark mysteries announced
By the baying of her Underworld canine
Her power tangible, it moves through the earth
You can feel it on night’s wind –
A night Goddess of moon and magick,
The Underworld’s secrets she holds within
© Amanda Lancaster, 2006
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