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A witch
A lovely one
Guides my hand to the great divine
The higher being who we call to everyday
In hope of being heard, held and answered
Curious we are.
She guides my hand into the great expanse of the Universe
Guiding my hand to the Mother
To the Higher Self
Guiding my hands back to myself
To the knowledge I have heard muttered in my gut
Over and over
I had learnt to tune out by the noise
By the ego
But I tune in now
And I listen
And I forgive
Because I am young and gratefully curious
Prying into the knowledge of my self
Manifestations, true passion
Dreams and realities that I am given permission to reach for
The witch,
With poetry in her hands
Rhythm in her voice
Energy of the Universe.
Compelling the listening of my ears,
And the quieting of my mind.
Guiding me to this moment
And every moment.
Asking me to be aware, listening and grateful
and at once, I am
Submitting myself to the will of the universe
Through the witch
Who guides my fingers
To the embrace of the Universe’s divine power
The universe’s enormity of kindness
And I become the flow of it.
Written by Ariel Wilson
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