Where my name is calledA Poem by light and ashesI go to the place where my name is called....... Somewhere in the Forest. The stones all know me Here. I have sat with them, and they have sat with me in my dismay and disbelief. They don't judge me Here. They know my inner-most self. They know my heart Here. I feel entities all around me. The air smells like Sage and Myrrh. I do not know their faces, but I sense their presence. It is Familiar and Warm. It feels like Coming Home.
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