Lys of the Shadows

Lys of the shadows beckons the healing of wounded shades,
Addictions in bondage are to flow and leave clean our lake of love.
The song of the universe sings in natural ecstasy and we may join
Without chemical imbalance, rapture, joy, a motivation to love.

I myself, Himself, with stars rested upon his crown obeys the
Natural law and promises that manhood shall be gained not through
The folly of youth but through the arms of tender emotions shared.

Magick stirs upon the midnight air, the cross roads of our life’s
Are dark and unspoken shadows loom there, shamanic power is ours
To behold, just as true love is ours to grow old within.

Soon I am to leave the town of my birth
Once more into the world as I have so many life’s before,

poem by David Lacey
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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