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The Autumn Witch by Wendy Hess

27/10/2022

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Digital artwork showing the silhouette of a woman with orange autumn leaves in her hair and diamonds of light on her cheek like a tear track. She is standing in the dappled green light of a forest looking towards an opening through which streams a white, glowing light. A full moon hangs in the sky overhead.
Digital artwork showing the silhouette of a woman with orange autumn leaves in her hair and diamonds of light on her cheek like a tear track. She is standing in the dappled green light of a forest looking towards an opening through which streams a white, glowing light. A full moon hangs in the sky overhead.
The Autumn Witch

In times of Olde, it could be Told, the sound of the Autumn Witch Cry-
her broken Heart had been ripped Apart, and left to wonder Why. 

Tears fell with Ease, like golden Leaves, just with a single Touch-
to live Forever, and be Together, was that really asking so Much?
The years had Passed, with her beauty Fast, as she looked into the Stream-
“Where have they gone, my family and friends? All of it seems but a Dream.” 

The ones on Earth have moved along, to a place we can only Imagine- 
but as she Wept, nearby he Slept, an old and true Companion.
He awoke to her Crying of loved ones Dying, and encompassed her with Love-
Light shone through the tall and ageing trees, mixed softly with songs of Doves.

“I am still here,” he quietly Said, and lent his shoulder to rest her Head.
With arms like a bear, and heart of a lion, he gently took her Tears-
“It's my Belief," he said with Grief, "and if it helps our Fears, 
that once we’re born unto this place, we never truly Die-
hence in the end, all are one, and the mind’s Dust becomes the Sky.”

About the artist / author
Wendy Hess is from Berkeley California, USA. As an Artist, Photographer and Author, she enjoys the Gothic, Classic, Humorous, and Bizarre side of Life. Her work has been featured in Cauldron Anthology, Seaborne, Floresta, Acropolis Journal, Lavender Bones, and Nymph Magazines. 
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