A Meeting Under a Tree

©2000 by Ross Klatte

A meeting under a tree

It's quiet just you and me

How's your job? How's your wife?

Did you bring the knife?

We gather under the moon

The time of sacrifice soon

Weather's fine, clear and mild

Did you find a child?

See smell hear

Feel the Lord of Darkness near

Let him in let him in

Let the rites begin