I am a Witch

I am one with the night

when dancing beneath the moonlight

I am the forest and the glade

with flowers running through my braid

I know every herb and flower

and of their healing power

I know the turning of the wheel

and the changes I will feel

I have the wisdom of those long gone

ancient words that have been passed on

I am ancient magic made manifest

the embodiment of my ancestors magical quest

I am a witch

 

*Original poetry by Wadadli Witch Hazel

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