Magic

In my every witching hour 

Day and even night 

I'll embrace the power 

with all my might 

 

The trees have been whispering 

secrets in my ears 

The wind has been blowing spells

 far and near.

 

My earth pulses with ancient power 

And I am the one with every flower.

 

As I light a sprital candle, I feel the energy I call Upon the godddess and gods And feel their presence near me

 

I dance with the wolves with joy beneath the sky I feel the spirits all passing by. I know that I am not alone, and that the magic is all my own. 

 

So in my witching hours 

I will share my power

And know I am the one with all 

And my magic will never fall