Contemplation of a Confused Soul

The dark night enfolds her beauty,
As the Lady of the Wolf searches among the tombs,
Hazy reminiscence of past memories calling her from six feet under,
What is that she heard?

Is it the cry of her unborn child? 
Or a soul that just longed for togetherness?

No one was there to give her the answer,
In solitude she seeks and seeks for a clarity.
She shall seek and seek again tonight,
Be wary and awake you shall,
Dark beings of the unknown...

Novenia - 20.04.2013 - 12.57 am