Oh Witches You have the power Burning through your veins It’s so ancient it sings of time So primal it howls Feel the Earth beneath you Not merely in the language of flowers But the roots of all things Deeper in the dark soil In the mouth of caves as you stare Down the throat Feel the Fire within you Not just the warmth of hearth But the raging inferno that destroys And leaves creation in its wake Feel the storm coming The cracking whip of change incarnate The rain beating in its rhythm Soaking your bones in memory You were not meant to be civilized You were born to remember Hold me in the winds of all that is coming Until our souls shake at the vibration Knowing that we can be unmade Riding the dark mare into a new world We are One We are Ancient We are Free.
-J.Morris 2015