Ashen Prophecy

A Poem by Raul Moreno

Legend has foretold,
The hazy illumination...of a silver harvest-moon,
Shall give rise...to the sprouting of the chosen one.

Harvested in a magical field,
In an enchanted hollow:
The breeze whispers the eerie oracle of the witch.

And within its pallid body,
Dwells the seeds of everlasting life.