Magick
Queen of Ghosts
Queen of Ghosts,
Images of you on gate posts,
Highest priestess.
In the darkest dress.
Crowning a mare,
In the underworld Lair,
A hound at your side,
The serpent around your arm in a bind.
Protecting homes.
As the ghost spirit roams,
Ghostly hounds,
With your spirit crown.
Master of Magic,
Your death tragic,
Patron of Witches,
At your side two bitches,
Protecting from spirits,
When pleased you grant it,
Dark Magician,
Your priestess Medicean.
Everything In Between
“Together the magicks swirled and danced around us, invisible but tangible, like an breeze. This wasn’t defensive or offensive magic. It wasn’t used to gather information, for strategy or diplomacy, or to fight a war against supernatural enemy.
It simply was.
It was fundamental, inexorable. It was nothing and everything, infinity and oblivion, from the magnificent furnace of a star to the electrons that hummed in an atom. It was life and death and everything in between, the urge to fight and grow and swim and fly. It was a cascade of water across boulders, the slow-moving advance of mountain glaciers, the march of time.”
Bright Magic
Welcome to my world,
where magic dances lightly
and winds of luck
will fill your sails
if you just know
just where to go
and what to do
to open eyes so wide
and then another pair of eyes
that show you more,
that show you
all there is to see,
and what there is
is mystery,
and beauty and a harmony
of wild perfection,
interlaced and intertwined,
love and logic
all combined and dancing,
laughing with the power and delight
of the day and of the night,
it is here,
it is now,
and you can come to it somehow,
just know that if you wanted to,
you would begin to know,
to really know
and really feel a calling
and it isn’t far away,
it’s here,
it’s every night and every day,
and every breath you take –
Awake!
~
Silvia
Hartmann
- James Cheney: Invocation To The Dark Mother
- Daniel: Prayer Before The Final Battle
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