The questioning

Hello dear daughter. Is it time for you to play? Let us go outside into the woods of human turmoil and I’ll teach you how to control the misery and calm the woods. Are you ready, daughter mine?

Dear Mother, I have always been prepared. Take me under your wing and sing me your sweet solace, teach me to care and nurture the sickening seeds and show me to rend the soils of poisonous weeds. Mother love, I am ready.

The warning

Mine daughter, there is pain to be had, be wary my sweet, for human suffering is great. Ye must guard fast your soul and protect against thy foe, for he is great. I ask a second time, art thou ready?

Mother of my soul, I have held strife nigh when you held me in your loving embrace. Certain there are hardships to behold for I have faced on and the most difficult is yet to come. Fear not for my body, mother of my heart, but for my soul and sanity. I answer a second time, I am ready.

The path

Be wary life of my blood, the Lord Dameon is power and he holds dark blood over you for sway. May my father be there, trust in him and call on his servants for your power is yet naive and delicate. I ask thrice, art thy ready, Granddaughter?

I call upon Odier my mother, he is my guide. I hold also blood over the head of Dameon for without me, his fruit would parish. Fear not mother of my life, what happens is in the grand design. I answer thrice guardian of my night, I am ready to die.

The blessing

Then go Granddaughter. Once you die then shall you live.

By the power of the tre fiore and the stella del mare.

Nykol Please let me know what you think. :) This poem is apart of a story I've been working on for a long time now. It means alot to me and if you like it, let me know and I'll put up some more poetry about it.