“A witch who forgets the earth upon which she stands, stunts her own spirit.”

~~ Giles Watson


Last night I stood under the half half moon, feeling the equilibrium,

The torment that has had a grip of me…. surrendered.

My right hand reached out and patted a wild animal sitting on the railing of my deck,

This was a first.

As the sky lit  up with the constellation of the Bull,

I too felt the power of Nature.

The power of a witch to sit in both worlds.

The fur felt wonderful under my fingers.

To tame the wild nocturnal beast,

Was to tame my own inner dark beast.

© May 2015 Astarté Earthwise





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