Will-O'-The-Wisp
A poem about spook lights, done in collaboration with a friend of mine.
Oh ghostly host of flickering light,
A beacon point among the shadows,
Lead me through the dancing corn
As the wind blows across your meadows.
Will-o'-the-wisp, dance with fairies
Beneath the moonlit, midnight sky,
Flicker in your neon spirit,
Burn your ember through the night.
Dance your dance through the forest,
Twinkle through the hazy mists,
Above the ponds and water lilies,
I see you dance, will-o'-the-wisp.
Jack-o holds your lantern high,
Like a star floating on the breeze,
A soul of life that brightly shines
It's little spark of energy.
I look upon your light with wonder,
The essence of your mystery,
Who are you, where do you come from?
You are a complete enigma to me.
Spin your spooky apparition,
Float upon the whispering breeze,
Soft bright spirit of the night-time
Spin your dance among the trees.
Oh little ball of mystic light,
Shine your dance above the corn,
Send your spark to eastern horizons
To flame the torch of the rising sun.
Fade then and sleep a while
Until the twilight's shadows grow,
Kindle the flame within your heart
And let your dancing magic glow.
A beacon point among the shadows,
Lead me through the dancing corn
As the wind blows across your meadows.
Will-o'-the-wisp, dance with fairies
Beneath the moonlit, midnight sky,
Flicker in your neon spirit,
Burn your ember through the night.
Dance your dance through the forest,
Twinkle through the hazy mists,
Above the ponds and water lilies,
I see you dance, will-o'-the-wisp.
Jack-o holds your lantern high,
Like a star floating on the breeze,
A soul of life that brightly shines
It's little spark of energy.
I look upon your light with wonder,
The essence of your mystery,
Who are you, where do you come from?
You are a complete enigma to me.
Spin your spooky apparition,
Float upon the whispering breeze,
Soft bright spirit of the night-time
Spin your dance among the trees.
Oh little ball of mystic light,
Shine your dance above the corn,
Send your spark to eastern horizons
To flame the torch of the rising sun.
Fade then and sleep a while
Until the twilight's shadows grow,
Kindle the flame within your heart
And let your dancing magic glow.
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