& The Moon Called To My Soul....
My Virtual Book of Shadows.
Sunday, August 1, 2010
A lil Poetry for Lammas =)
Tis the witching hour of night,
Or bed is the moon and bright,
And the stars they glisten, glisten,
Seeming with bright eyes to listen
For what listen they?
--John Keats (1795 - 1821)
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