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.
About the Creator
morgan leigh callison
off grid creatrix & moon witch.
i live to create compilations of words & pieces of visionary art. an avid driftwood collector & moon gazer, i am always either looking up, down or towards a bright horizon.
www.morganleighcallison.com


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