David d. (pseudonym)
The Bonding

From the darkness comes light.
The spirits rise as we dance
round the fire.
Embers to ashes burn
and drift away
                 gently
on the breeze.

Animal voices in the night.
The distance between us crumbles.
We see each other as we are,
yet-fear not to touch.
We lay down our swords
and armour.