Where the Dead Dance

the dead are finally at peace

Among the dark, through the mist
Lay the laughing bones.
Chills the skin gently kissed
From chiseled words on stones.

The candles flame, and chants of names
Asked to show and speak.
Offerings made and sacrifices paid
With blood from cuts on their cheek.

"Spirits here, laid in tears
Come from who you hold dear.
Leave your fear, draw us near
And with you power... Appear!"

Author's Note

join the Dance