Whirling by Irish Flambeau from Samhain Witch Camp 2001 whirling a reluctant dervish I whirl called into the labyrinth by an ancestor who loves me beyond all reason I whirl prayer beads tinkling moving through my fingers I hear you and I whirl singing, my voice is a conduit for you and I whirl bowing to the Center I honor the ancestors who made my life possible whirling a reluctant dervish I step out