Mistress of Ravens
Daylight fades into sweet dark,
Ravens cawing in the distance -
Crescent moon illuminates the night,
Mesmerising in its brilliance.
Shadows of wings against velvet sky,
Silent sentinels of deep night.
Ensnaring the soul with the beauty of
Their obscure glide and flight.
Upon hilltop stands daughter of darkness,
her power entwining with soft winds.
The sound of the Ravens call,
summons the power she hold within.
Twisting her secret enchantments,
with Ravens intricate night song.
The Mistress of Ravens a vision of night,
surrounded by darkness where she belongs
© Amanda Lancaster, 2006
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