Magick Muse

Mother of all, our lives are traumatic,
With your intervention the change is dramatic.
You fill all our doldrums with sense and with fury,
You bring us excitement and the wonder of glory.

We ask that you share with us beauty and pride,
And grant us safe passage when ebbeth the tide.
We find You in places our minds would not dare,
In wild gypsy dances round the campfires we share.

We find You in water and Earth and the air,
But mostly I see You in the Moonlight's pale stare.
And wait for the moment We'll join, oh so rare.

You give me till then, a taste of Your grace,
Each moon on the full when I glow with Your trace.
In the swirl of the rhythm We join.

Author
Cerridwynn