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Voices by Raymond T. Anderson
Kerastes is a Wiccan High Priest and Ceremonial Magician--
My life is filled with women's voices,
Anchors of life and home,
Guideposts through quiet spaces.
They do not sing to me in choir but each distinct--
Marvelous her colors and shades,
Gracious her comings and goings.
Seer speaks from depths of fate,
Else the Witch cackles
Shivers of joy down the spine.
From the lofty tower rings
The genteel voice clear,
Drawing down the moon, calling up spirits.
Seldom seen brightness
The well placed spirit dwells.
Soft and melancholy,
Loving at midwinter night,
Warm as the hearth fire.
Almost cacophonous with cheer
Shrill tones chase away the dark,
Prodding the lilies to open.
Inspired by their music,
Reproved by their censure,
Rewarded by their favor--
I will be led by women's voices--
Marvelous Her colors and shades,
Gracious Her comings and goings.