I have dreamed about you
sitting beside me
at the fire
with all your ancestors, guides and spirit helpers
surrounding your being
it was a pitch dark night
the sky was full of stars
the flames reached high
in the distance you could hear the thunder of a storm
somewhere
raging
but here in the circle
it was silent
it was warm
it was as if the air was filled
with something sacred
a new birth
in the darkest of times
and when we sighed and peered into the flares
we understood
°Woodlights Woudlicht
