She has a winter ritual. It goes something like this:
She sips tea with spirits, conjuring occult visions
She roots into her own spirit and whimsy,
turning from conformity; playing with licks of fire
Harnessing her energy to find mischief
and run with the animals
Dancing,
honoring all that is magical, mystical, fantastical and surreal,
Experiencing the quiet, the murmurs, the perfect composition, and natural occurrences of the earth
that bring a universal energy that makes us all the same but (mis)behave so differently.
She is, in fact, a witchy woman.
She sips tea with spirits, conjuring occult visions
She roots into her own spirit and whimsy,
turning from conformity; playing with licks of fire
Harnessing her energy to find mischief
and run with the animals
Dancing,
honoring all that is magical, mystical, fantastical and surreal,
Experiencing the quiet, the murmurs, the perfect composition, and natural occurrences of the earth
that bring a universal energy that makes us all the same but (mis)behave so differently.
She is, in fact, a witchy woman.
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