The Portal
by Alison Stormwolf

Creep silently into my mind
For my senses are in abeyance
And the way is clear.
Steal quietly into my thinking
Awaken my sleeping Goddess
I have left the latch off the door,
I have waited such a long time
Through these confusing mists
Through many lives
Many doors have I guarded
Many solitary nights,
Come quickly,
While the moon is high
I am standing
At the gate of dreams..
but ever watchful
Let us enter that blessed portal....
Together.

© Alison Stormwolf