About Sorcha wrote:For the hour I'll be called to realize
And see it all before my eyes
The sky is crawling down the mound
Into the deadwood on the ground
They say
Spectres flare and spit and rise
To mingle with the skies
And take all that's never meant to be
A fire in the dark for the fool's gonna find his way
Gonna run and never get away
Is it love that glows in fiery alignment?
Starry-eyed, maybe living a lie?
A lonely heart in and endless line