The Night of a Dark Moon, Summons A Red Dawn
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A Poem By: LadyDawn
A Shamans Story
A GirlChild of Nineteen, Summoned at Birth.
Taken from Mother, A Shaman Child of the Earth.
Trained in the Arts, Grandest to Ever Be.
Heavens Above ~ Hell Below, Rocks Tumbling Mountain Slide Form a Scree.
Love for A Shaman Great Grows, Only to Crash to the Sea Below
Day~Night , Night~Day, Reverence by Way of Kowtow.
Till the Night Before the Great Winter Solstice.
Burned Upon Sacred Pyre by the One,
Who Must Step in to Be Another One.
Shaman Weep in Sleep, Till the Great Meet,
Winter Solstice Cometh, For a Heart to Mend Complete.
Through Astral Plains She Does Fly, Like bird to sky,
To Greats Upon Planes of Grass, Meet Ones Who Do Not Die.
Back She be Her Body She Lie, Peace, Contentment, Pride,
Never More to Weep, Never More to Hide.
Great Shaman She Be, Shaman of the Tribe.
Great Shaman, She Earned it With Pride.
Now on to the story, Thank You for reading. LadyDawn
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Dark Moon of the Red Dawn
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