Samhain Mist

Samhain mist, a sunshroud altar
Breath of fall resolves to falter
Leaves take leave on vaporous sighs
Yet dreaming verdancy to rise

Quintessent smile of dying slumber
Veinscaped boughs escaping number
A spidered lattice over gray
Foreshadowing nadir of day

Memories, halfdreamt, release
Rainshelter’s swaddling gift of ease
Dry odorous warmth of woodfire’s reach
Where wooing etherghosts beseech

Toward solstice, in and out of time
Circle remembered by the line,
And point by circle recollected,
To point, an Origin connected