reach for the light

there is magic

in the way we choose

to reach for the light

in times when

the darkness envelopes us

in it’s transformative potential.

we sink our feet into the earth,

remember our birth into this world

as a sacred passage into the now.

gifts we carry in our hearts,

spells we hold on our tongues

and in the way we move

to the music of our soul.

we are divine beings

in a symphonic web

of miraculous instances,

one occurring directly after another.

when we reach for the light,

with our soles held by the soft green moss of the forest floor,

we untangle ourselves

from the lies

that do their best to keep

us down and if not entirely,

at least somewhat oppressed.

when we reach for the light

with our ancestors reaching back

through the mist,

we heal

and through our healing of self

we offer healing spaces

to spring forth

and bring peace and joy

and contemplative gestures

of intimate reverie.

when we reach for the light

we touch the wholeness

of what it means to be,

wise and wonderous,

sacred witches and wizards

and folks who shift realms

and transcend time

as we’ve been taught to know it.

as we reach for the light,

we call our heart

to sing and pray

a new earth into existence.