Samhain | Hallowe’en

In the darkened room

Dim lamps and candles flare

It’s time –

Push back the chairs

Leave room for all the souls

Abroad tonight to mingle and remember

Set out the meats and bread

Uncap the warming drink

Nostalgia fills the cups

They whisper tales of youth

Thin voices rustling

Around the laden table

The living leap the fires

Gather nuts and fruit and

Mirror-gaze to see the future

Bright ring of day approaches

Reluctant, trailing wraiths

Rise and fade like smoke

While weary mortals sleep.