Samhain

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Spirits gather on this most auspicious of nights, 
As a portal slowly opens to the otherworld’s heights,
Magic and fire on hilltops form halo sprites,
Heralds death and rebirth through mystical rites,

And with each gust of blustery nocturnal wind,
Icy chills rescind as veils between past lives are thinned,
Now silent lanterns flicker and sway while they grin and protect ’till the darker half’s first day.