{"id":533,"date":"2026-02-20T16:00:35","date_gmt":"2026-02-20T22:00:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dreaminginplot.com\/MainBlog\/?p=533"},"modified":"2026-02-20T14:08:46","modified_gmt":"2026-02-20T20:08:46","slug":"calling","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/dreaminginplot.com\/MainBlog\/2026\/02\/20\/calling\/","title":{"rendered":"Calling"},"content":{"rendered":"

Thinking through a scene in a story (way down the line) and this hit me. Struck me as something folk might find hopeful.<\/em><\/p>\n

Call the names lost in the night.
\nCall the names back to the light.
\nCall the names lost and alone.
\nCall the names and bring them home.<\/p>\n

Where e\u2019er their souls be lost or bound
\nCall them home to be found
\nWhat ever binding chains their soul
\nCall them now and rend control.<\/p>\n

Call the names lost in the night.
\nCall the names back to the light.
\nCall the names lost and alone.
\nCall the names and bring them home.<\/p>\n

Where darkness smothers lost and found
\nThen call them home to joy profound.
\nWhere sorrow sinks down dark and deep
\nCall them back where e\u2019re they sleep.<\/p>\n

Call the names lost in the night.
\nCall the names back to the light.
\nCall the names lost and alone.
\nCall the names and bring them home.<\/p>\n

Through blackest night till dawn of day
\nCall them home from far away.
\nNo matter the paths of wandering feet,
\nStill call them home and kindred greet.<\/p>\n

Call the names lost in the night.
\nCall the names back to the light.
\nCall the names lost and alone.
\nCall the names and bring them home.<\/p>\n

Calling<\/em> copyright \u00a9 Heather Strickler 2025 all rights reserved.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Thinking through a scene in a story (way down the line) and this hit me. Struck me as something folk might find hopeful. Call the names lost in the night. Call the names back to the light. Call the names lost and alone. Call the names and bring them home. 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