The Wild Hunt

The Wild Hunt

amidst a night of merriment
I stepped outside to breathe the autumn air
I heard the dogs bark in the woods
riders on the oldest, darkest trail

the wild hunt
I felt the shiver
the wild hunt
I raised my glass
the wild hunt
I sought shelter
the wild hunt running through the land

On any cold November night
through Yuletide when the ground is brown and bare
the raging host runs through the wood
with dogs, and knights, and horsemen on his trail

the wild hunt
I felt the shiver
the wild hunt
I raised my glass
the wild hunt
I sought shelter
the wild hunt running through the land

she walked the land all on her own
through sun and moon and stars and cloudy skies
but when the snow covered the land
she knew the host could finally call her home

the wild hunt
she was present
the wild hunt
she felt relief
the wild hunt
she found shelter

the wild hunt running through the land

November 2008/2009
Ricketts Glen State Park
Loyalsock State Forest
Pennsylvania