We chant for you our deity's divine,
Return society to healing times.
Dryad spirits invoke your sacred names,
In rustling leaves of Autumnal flames.
Rush of waters in cool sacred streams,
Petition your powers to flow buoyantly.
In reversal reverence of wound clock hands,
Appeals for swift cures from happenstance.
Tear down the pillars of the mighty's greed,
Bring us spiritual healing we sorely need.
Author notes
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A contest entry
- Chants, Charms and Notions by Amunet Wolfbane.
750 points, ended November 9, 2008, 7 entries
Gold trophy winner
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Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I think you mean “invoked”
This is really damn good chant. I can feel the energies surging through it when I read it and it could easily be expanded or tempers to suit the needs. Most excellent!
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This is very much a chant. I like the wonderful
flow of the rhyme, but the message within is
the best part and intertwines past ritual and
deity with the needs and wounds of today.
Blue
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