Light up the shadows 

Those lights he said are the souls of the dead 

Flying the skies like birds in formation 

Migrating from this world to that without anything but 

A whispered wing beat to guide them 

Through mists and time, dawn to dusk they go through the veil 

Of twisted time and bravery stopped them repeating 

So they shine their coloured expanse above in 

Fantastical colours speaking silently of magical powers 

We cower hiding our eyes so the gods are not angered 

Except for the one who cannot tear their eyes away 

I watch through fingers and pretend to have fear 

Though I feel only majestic colours dancing in front of me 

Around me and I wish I could tell what I saw 

But the lights are on show if you open to see 

Look through fingers if you dare maybe tell nobody 

You will marvel silently at what they show you 

The elders of before 

As they light up the shadows 
Ailsa 

©AilsaCawleyPoetry2017

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