Daughter Of The Craft

She soars upon the winds of the East
Engulfing the powers of the cosmos within her
All magick is within her hands at this time
It is the bewitching hour ...
The powers of the elements
Surge around her body as she receives
the gift of foresight.
Exhilaration tears through her soul
because she knows she will never be
the same again...
As the winds caress her body and spirit
The stars seem to change their alignment
Shining with extreme brilliance...
Life and Death are now one in the same
A continuance of her spiritual path
Each level more intriguing than the next.
She is renewed with the powers of
the universe.
A Daughter Of The Craft
Open and awaiting all things.
Ready to challenge
anything that threatens her realm
Mortal or Immortal
She is ... Magick .

By : Lady Morganna

So beautiful! This really inspires me to write!

Blessings,
Kaia Pythia

It's good to know that my poetry is still being enjoyed.  
My name was changed many moons ago, lol, but i'm here and enjoying the site!

Gentle Breezes,
Veilwalker