~Ye Path of Yore~ ‘Neath the jewels of crescent moonbeams Cunning witches softly play Stirring vessels of old wisdom As the darkness steals away Twisted sheafs and rose-hipped sonnets Lilac moons and inky rooks Stimulate their sylvan spirits By the leaves of timeless books Solitude and Mother Nature Cloak them on ye path of yore […] … Continue reading Ye Path of Yore