So you want to be a witch, eh?
Well, sit right here by my side
And I'll tell you the secrets of the tide...
And just get comfy, honey child,
While I speak of nature, free and wild...
But you don't have a cloak, or pointed hat?
Bah! ! and Piffle! ! ...
What's with that?
The Witch is worn within the sould
Not donned for occasions or kept in a bowl
When you think of witches, you tremble at magic?
Oh, silly girl, that is indeed tragic
Well, take a deep breath and hold tight to my hand
And together we'll dream to the edge of the land
Where forest and sky kiss the edge of the waters
Where spirits as we, claim a kinship with daughters
Of elements born before words are remembered,
And Emotions and thoughts are no longer hindered
'Tis the every day things, that witches are ware of
The Sun and The Moon, and the wee tiny cherub
Who tugs at our hearts strings and drives us to madness
Yet gives us such joy and fills us with gladness
A soft gentle rain, nudging buds to full flower
Hurricane! Twister! ... Such terrible powe!
Candles and hearth fire, warming and scented
Forests ablaze! ... Volcanic stacks vented!
A mantle of snow, both preserves and gives pleaseure
Avalanche! Iceberg! ! ...
So full of treasure
The warmth of the Sun, bringing life we so cherish
Bleak desert landscape,
Burnt Tundra... We perish.
Now open your eyes, and look closely at me.
You came here so fearful, now what do you see?
A kindly old woman? A evil old hag?
A cloak of maturity? A dirty old rag?
Both sides of the coin
Light and Dark we encompass
Good and evil abide, and still walk among us
So be very sure, that a witch you shall be
For we own it ALL...
You and me...
Blessed Be...
Jessica Millsaps
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/so-you-want-to-be-a-witch/
