#PoeticThursday . . . . Samhain.

Samhain.

Now in the darkening of the year,
The worlds between the worlds wear thin,
And those gone on ahead, draw near,
Like a harvest gathered in.
In the hours of quiet remembrance,
The waning season brings,
We may feel their whispered presence
Like the brush of whispered wings.

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Artist Amanda Clark
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