what is this resistance
that i wade through
why do i seek ghosts
in dark castles.....forgotten

seascapes.....sorrows tide
pulling me under to dark embrace
drowning fear and emotion

the dove cries haunting
in her wooded refuge
sounding from within~without

gray skies lost dreams
fog painted realities fade
creatures of mists.. watchers

flashes.......voices in silence
shifting flight........vacant
WE who seek Magick....seek movement
i set it free~

ahhhh and the breath
cutting the fog
the tower falls~