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by Ringo Author IconMail Icon
Rated: E · Poetry · Spiritual · #1380598
A poem about not being fooled into taking the wrong path.
As I’m walking late at night
I look across the evening sky
Feel a cool breeze come across me
Take two hits and then I’m high

Moon is glowing, fully grown
Leaves are rustling across the ground
I see something in the thicket
What is this that I have found?

And then I see most clearly
A long trail leading me astray
At the end, a light that guides me
Making sure I know the way

And as I follow further
The picture becomes much clearer
I see her, brightly standing there
She smiles as I come near her

She beckons me to follow
Deep down into aphotic cave
This sublime, alluring goddess
Does she lead me to my grave?

We go deeper in the earth
And the crevice opens wider
We gaze into an open room
I stand along beside her

Lone trunk sits in the middle
And it looks to be a casket
She waits for me to make my move
Step forward, then I grasp it

As I look down deep inside
I hear a cackle from behind
Dreams fill this cadaverous case
As if pouring from my mind

I turn to see fair lady
But sneering hag stands in her place
Baneful eyes are fixed upon me
Her age strewn across her face

In creeps the light of the dawn
Start realizing where I went wrong
And the path that I had been on
Was the right one all along
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