Draiocht

I see you

I see the woman you are

I see why they were threatened by you

You have what they wish they had

But it's too late for them

So they tried to burn the Witch

But they didn't realise

She couldn't die

And worse still

She has the Draiocht of a thousand thousand thousand women under her wing feathers

The ancients that hear their wisened dry mirthless laughs in their dusty attic

And know they are lost forever to sadness

Blessings on the dark places in your soul

Oh I love you my ghostling

Let the line be drawn in the sands of time now

You still shine and somehow brighter