Dreamtime has been interesting the past few days leading up to Samhain, have you found that?
Below is a poem I wrote that I thought you might enjoy.
On the All Hallows Eve may your cauldrons always be full, may your mirrors always reveal the truth and may you always be protected and guided.
So Mote It Be!
Rowan berries burning bright.
Witches fires in the night.
Long black fingers weaving spells.
Cauldrons full of spicy smells.
Magic potions, sacred brews.
Healing secrets just for you.
Hubbling, bubbling, frothy lot.
Chanting spells into the pot.
Skirts and shawls twirl and dance.
Owl casts a knowing glance.
Sisters in black gather around.
Black cat utters welcome sounds.
The alchemy at last complete.
Still now, happy dancing feet.
Sharing cups of Sacred Brew
Cheers! Happy Samhain to you!
(c) Elly Yule
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