All Hallow's Eve / Samhain
31st October / 1st November for more information about the festival.   The Mystic Masque Pumpkin  I Am Death Pumpkin  The Dark Year Has Begun  Samhain
by Charles E S Fairey
The Dark Year is here again The ghosts now among God and men, Summer’s End, the Festival of Samhain Dance with the dead on All Hallow’s E’en. The dead all about in the shades As the evening sunset light fades, Tales of ancestors and ghosts recited As the World’s children trick or treat delighted. The Celtic New Year is here The Past, Present and Future near, Ritualistic fires lit, about we dance From the surrounding gloom the spirits glance. The sacred places of the Ancient Alive with etheric energy heaven sent, The Angels descend to their haunts Demons clamber up and begin their taunts. This night the dead walk the ground Children wailing and pumpkins frowned, As all chaos descends on the World this Night Order only reappears with the morning light. A candle lit to remember the dead To their old homes their spirits are led, Commune with the mysterious deities unseen On this the Dark Sabbat of Samhain. A time of death and rebirth All otherworldly entities walk the Earth, From the dark silence comes whisperings Of ancients and believers new beginnings. Second sight achieved by Magi A time to perform Necromancy, The Dark New Year celebrated New energies received by the initiated, Summer’s End, the Festival of Samhain Dance with the dead on All Hallow’s E’en.    Halloween by Charles E S Fairey
The Owl doth’ watcheth, Its screech pierces through the gloom, The trees bend and yawn, As shrouded figures rise from the tomb. The Yew, and its spiky green fingers, The Church Tower, and its clock, Chiming bells, as another victim yells At All Hallows Eve, and its ghostly flock. One night, all may walk the Earth, From Heaven, Hell, and in-between, To visit their old haunts, and homes, While people dress to scare away the spirits, From Here, on ghostly Halloween.       The Dark Priest
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