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Earthwizard's Realms of Faërie

March, 17, 2005

Earthwizard's Realms of Faërie

Fly, fly, my witches fly...

	    
	
	    Artwork (c) Earthwizard
	       
				
		The Witches' Broom
	
	Fly, fly, my witches fly:
	pick up thy bune wand
	and meet the Lady in the sky!
	
	Take the hazel horn
	twist it to the bone:
	fit the skein of measured straw, 
	bind the tallow wick with law, 
	the witches' spell!
	 
	Begin the dance
	the phallic trance
	the witches' brew
	of oil and herb, 
	 
	the flying ointment
	that would burn
	upon the night
	of our intent, 
	
	when to the moon
	we go where 
	in that Sacred Grove
	we jump the fire, 
	
	the seer's sire
	to find, 
	the Witches' Queen
	to know, to bind:
	
	pick up thy staff, 
	thy phallic riding pole, 
	and fly, my witches, 
	fly into the night, 
	
	delight in wind and might, 
	know the circles of the moon
	know the mystic realms of stars:
	carve the cat pole of your heart, 
	and raise the serpent of your mind;
	
	fly, my witches, fly:
	meet us in the sky, 
	
	for tonight we ride
	at the horned hunter's side, 
	the Queen of Night our guide:
	 
	fly, my witches, fly:
	meet us in the sky, 
	
	- Earthwizard, aka, Steven Craig Hickman
	 ©January 6, 2004


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