Summonings

The spirits call out to you
on this bright morning dawn.
They speak the truth
and understand what you want.

Cup your hands together
and watch as they sever
all ties with the darkness left behind.

I stretch my wings as bright as noon
bestow upon you love and truth
gather your heart, and throw lies aside.

The spirits have called out to you
on this dim twilight eve
Hear then their truth
as they know what you crave.

Take out your gifts and paint with the sky
dance with the moon and laugh with the stars
light now the path chosen with care.

My wings coil for warmth in the glow
I am the power, as well as the goal
gather my feathers, this time we share.
Gather your faith: the time draws near.