Entreating The Wyrd
I know not where the Fates may lead me
by Sheri Walters
as I call upon the sisterly guides
I fear that they may yet deceive me
as they answer my desolate cries
'Pleadingly, I beseech you'
I cry to the starry night skies
'If my heart is to remain true
I needst know where the path ahead lies'
'Child, Child, shed you no more tears'
they sang as they gathered around
'Child, Child, set loose all of those fears
and tell us for where art thou bound'
'Sisters, Sisters, I really do fear
that I shall ever be lost
I have searched for the path for many a year
within time's maelstrom I'm tossed'
'Child, Child, our most precious one'
they sigh in a soothingly mien
'thine arduous journey has not yet begun
so thy path yet remains to be seen'
'Sisters, Sisters, please do not leave! '
I cry as their visage does fade
'If mine path is not preconceived
then why dost I feel so betrayed? '
'Child, Child, never you fear'
they smiled a most fondest adieu
'Close thine eyes and all will be clear
just follow thine heart, it shall lead you'