the gathering

passage echos its cold cloaked channel
rambler peers thru curtined silence in solitude
tears dripping across Spanish moss
awakens somber ravenwing beneath
decorative blossoms of adornment
white winged orb rides swift in shrouded darkness
a portal to sweetness from a breasted harp
cradles the travelers approach
dried tears skirt the hem of the shadowy maiden
her meadowed grace awaits the discharged
Celtic thunder and the dismount of the sky-rider
whose lamenting created such tempest
since his guild longed for the treasure of her home...