In Honor Of Our Fallen
Each people, after a major holocaust, usually honor their dead. I don't believe this has been done adequately in our world. Many people died carrying the title "Witch". Some were ours, most were not. It is irrelevant. They deserve to be honored. We need to bury our dead, but we need to honor them first.
Because of the beauty of our world, it can be
easy to forget that the atrocities of the past
could be repeated in the future.
We should never forget!
I dedicate a poem to our fallen Sisters and
Brothers of the past.
To learn more about the
Buring Times
go here.
Never Forgotten
Daughter Of The MoonSister Of The Night
Teacher Of The Mystery
Of Earth And Of Sky
The Bloody Ones Took You
Condemned You To Die
With Their BloodStained Cross
For Their Holy Lie
Tortured and Murdered You
Burned You With Their Flame
The Tears Of Our Goddess
Fell In The Night Rain
She Never Forgot
And Neither Do We
You Are Dearly Beloved
Three Times Three
In The Dews Of The Morning
A White Rose Blooms
Tells Of A New Age
To Come Very Soon
In Ancient Wisdom
We Now Grow
You Held This For Us
This We Do Know
So Rest, My Sister
In SummerLands Groves
The Seeds Are Growing
The Ones You Helped Sow
We Know That You Feel
The LoveThat We Send
We Always Remember
Never Forgotten
... Ariel SeaChild
