The Oracle

In a forest where the shadows lie Beneath a blood-red twilight sky She walks among the ancient oaks Her whispers weave forgotten spokes Her eyes are wells of time untamed A storm of stars a spark inflamed Through veils of mist she sees it all The rise the ruin the final call Cursed or blessed the truth is hers Past and present future stirs The mortal threads the cosmic lines Entwined within her boundless mind Spin the wheel weave the thread Mark the living wake the dead She whispers secrets bold and stark A flame ignites within the dark The timeless witch her power reigns Through endless cycles loss and gains In her hands the runes take flight A dance of fire in the endless night She chants the songs of earth and stone Her voice a hymn her soul alone Empires crumble kings will kneel Her gaze can fracture her word can heal She knows the secrets none dare claim The whispered truth the hidden flame Through tangled roots and rivers deep She guards the vows the ancients keep A seer a prophet a timeless guide Her vision spans both far and wide Spin the wheel weave the thread Mark the living wake the dead She whispers secrets bold and stark A flame ignites within the dark The timeless witch her power reigns Through endless cycles loss and gains In the silence of the void she stands A world of futures in her hands Her laughter rings a mournful tune A warning carved beneath the moon Beware the hubris the path you choose For in your gain the world may lose But seek the light in darkened seas And find the balance to set you free Spin the wheel weave the thread Mark the living wake the dead She whispers secrets bold and stark A flame ignites within the dark The timeless witch her power reigns Through endless cycles loss and gains In the forest where the shadows lie Beneath the vast unyielding sky The ancient witch still walks alone Her voice a hymn her truth a throne For past and present and future's tide Are hers to see and hers to guide