Magick is my calling and my salvation,

Answer to deep and searching questions.

Gregariously avoiding the lies

Inner conflict, my lightning denies.

Circles fill complete with deep blue

Kissing scarcity goodbye too.

 

Intellect driven by my fate

Naming and releasing my hate.

 

Together with my totem grizzly bear

Homing in on our path as we compare

Every left and right we observe aware.

 

Beneath our higher road of cold pain

Lies the crooked spine of freezing rain.

Universal love is what we find

Easier to achieve within time.

 

Subtle whispers on the wind

                           through the leaves

Keys to the noble faery to believe

Young, my spirit is old as I grieve.