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To the Few

Have we not awaited and danced under the surface;
Awakening the sleeping spirits, and warmed the hearts of the cold?
Are we not Everlasting; were never born and can never die;
Ever circling the sacred groves, and the Land of Old?

Have we not fought battles; in Light and Dark alike,
Created Elemental creatures, others arising with own Mind?
Have we not closed our Circles, Past with Future through the Now,
Passed times anew, and places; to awaken memory of greater kind?

Have we not walked shadows; In Otherworld and Under;
In realms afar and near, and within seen forgotten faces?

Have we not, I ask, and silently, I wonder

Are we not the masters; teaching wisdom which we hold;
Guiding the lost to their Light and the awoken to their Truth?
Are we not the whispering voices; words spoken from the Source
Weaving silently the patterns of the Stars and the Journeys of our Souls?

Are we not the flames of Old; forgotten sparks to the Ever-going
Awaiting the Rise of the Sun, and the Emerging of the World?

Are we not, I ask, in this Time of Gathering

Awake, dear Ones, in this Time of Unity

It has Begun.
Written by SkyeCebh
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Author's Note
Based in a calling, a prophecy and a vision ~ for me, right now, an observational thought and a deep feeling. Weaving old and new for the mere love of it.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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