Author:Suzanne
Gregory
SHE BY THE WOODS
Alone through the dark woods,
the trees boughed their welcome.
She walked alone looking,
and came to the Tree of the Dead.
Tall and bent,
with serpents head sword still in the ground.
She climbed the hill and kissed the sword,
placing her ring by its side.
Sunk into the soil it did,
with cloudy mist.
Alone she made him hers,
alone he came and she heard the sound of leather and spurs.
She turned around,
where she found her horseman.
Alone no more she flew into his waiting arms,
and they were together.
Together for eternity,
dark and darkest.
Dark's darkest hour took them in together,
and swallowed them into their eternal night.