A Song for Gypsy Magick

I walk along the beach at night
The waves crashing on the white sand and depositing their
foam on the rocks
A heavy mist rolls in with the sea breeze
She appears
She dances lightly up to the water
The hood of her robe falling from her head.
Her red hair glistens in the mist and she spreads her arms
As if to embrace the sea and bring the mist to her bosom
She takes to herself all the magick of the night.
I sit on a rock in a field in autumn
Stars glimmering in a dark sky
She appears
Sitting astride the crescent moon, bare feet dangling in the sky.
Her eyes sparkle and outshine the stars
Her smile makes the bright moon seen pale.
She stretches out her arm as if in benediction
And the earth is bathed in a pale golden light.
I walk through the woods on a summer’s day
And in a clearing I see paths leading in all directions.
As I wonder which to take
She appears
Her eyes flash and dance and seem to hold all the
wonders of the universe
Her smile lights up the summer sky.
With her dancing eyes she beckons
And I feel a soft cool hand in mine.
We start down a little path
The air is filled with the fragrance of roses
The laughter of children is carried by the summer breeze.
A hawk swoops majestically in the sky
And in the distance a unicorn frolics in the pasture.
We round a bend and a grey bearded man smiles and points to an
empty chair by an oak tree before a group of young boys.
She turns and her smile lights up the sky again.
And then I hear her whisper softly,
"Love….Welcome Home".

By Howard Parker

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