Enchanted Nights

Enchanted Nights

The darkness of night
Is here once more
Octobers friends knock at your door
A Witches' scream
that curdled the blood
Looking for the ones they love
Autumn leaves are every were
The moonlight high
cast its glare
A cold chill is what you feel
Cauldron boiling upon the hill
  Blessed be is in the night
With all other screams and frights
Altar gift played just right
For the goddess on this night
The coven has a wish to find
their Internal bliss
As spirit climbs
No one can be in doubt
As the potion gets poured all out
Peace is what they find
  Meditation Eases the mind
They worship just like you
But not in churches
But havens brew
They wish no harm to anyone
They are just in worship
having fun.
                      By Scottleebaker