A Call For Help – Not really, but sort of

by Feb 10, 2003Poetry

I call the light of golden rays.
I seek protection, thus I pray
for heavenly forces by my side:
Angels, Sages, Spirit Guide,
or wolf who walks with cunning skill.
Come at my aid, come at my will.
Black Bird soaring, light my path
so I am the victim to no one’s wrath.
And when my Journy knows success,
All those who aid, My goddess bless.

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