Dance of the Shadow Souls

Nightfall in a desolate wood.
Fallen trees materializing into new forms.
Orbs of light rise from natures death.

Reincarnating into vital substance.
Hearing soft sounds of a fading song.
We look to see the shadow maidens.

Translucent in a fleeting glance.
Wave like figures shaping liquid spirits.
Gleaming candle light far in the distance.
They gather in the realms of mystic.
Vibrations enter a collective soul.
Fluttering shadow magic flickers to life.
Dancing round the woodland veils.