Upon the waving tide, into the realms of darkness I wander. Kind Spirit, Loving Shadow, the dreaming moment is now upon me. May the Ninth Wave of the Ancestors welcome me. Awakening hope, thoughts of before, bring to my living soul that which is relevant to the present. Now, as I wander into the dreamland, may I be kept ever safe in all of the corners that I traverse. My soul is made sain in the hallowed chalice of Forever. Hope of joy, Hope of remembrance, Hope of dreaming, three anointing shadows to accompany me on my journey. Blessings to those within and without the circle. Image and text created by Susan Isabella Sheehan “Art Is The Perception Of An Altered Reality©” Copyright 2008 Surreal Digital Artist™ I invite you to visit surrealdigitalartist.com/.