Samhain

Digital drawing. 'I will dance
 The dance of dying days
 And sleeping life. I will dance
 In cold, dead leaves
 A bending, whirling human flame. I will dance
 As the Horned God rides
 Across the skies. I will dance
 To the music of His hounds
 Running, baying in chorus. I will dance
 With the ghosts of those
 Gone before. I will dance
 Between the sleep of life
 And the dream of death. I will dance
 On Samhain's dusky eye,
 I will dance.' 
- Karen Bergquist, An Autumn Chant