In Hekate’s clutch, arcane and vast,
Life and ether fill me fast.
Clutter cleared, unshackled, relieved,
In umbra’s hold, enchantments conceived.
Feel what’s cloaked, in stillness’ crease,
Hushed serenity’s dark lease.
Open embrace for oddities rare,
Who tread obscure trails, in lunar’s care.
In her tranquillity, I reside,
Acceptance lulled by nighttime’s tide.
So, allow this breath in cryptic unseen,
to embrace Hekate’s, obsidian sheen.
Lydia Vvinters 