In
the cauldron of the dark and cold night,
The
witches dance with magic.
With
their brooms flying,
Amidst
the shining stars.
With
pointy hats and laughter in the air,
Witches
enchant as they pass.
With
spells and mysterious potions,
They
dominate the dark hours.
Sneaky,
they plot secrets,
Between
cauldrons and fast flights.
In
their spell books,
They
keep mysteries and knowledge.
With
piercing and enigmatic gazes,
Witches
assume their magical roles.
Night
after night they gather,
In
sacred circles, which are never extinguished.
Witches
are beings of infinite power,
Who
challenge the world with their spirit.
With
ancient wisdom and intuition,
They
protect nature in their mission.
So
let us celebrate witches with praise,
For
your magic surrounds us with love.
We
respect their ancient traditions,
Because
they are the ones who keep the leagues alive.
Written:
August 30, 2023 Blue moon and Super moon
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