The Wisdom of the Witch
From “Griefdancer”, a poetic book on spiritual growth by Florence Mattersdorfer
Seeing
What no one wants to hear,
Hearing that which is
Unseen,
Alive within the eye of
Any storm,
The living earth is the hearth
That is home.
Lighting a spell of thanks and in doing so
Releasing all worry,
The gods know as does she
That all is as it should be.
And, touching the earth with loving hands
Then crossing the stream with bare, cold feet,
She walks her sacred circle to honor all
And marks her altar with book and stone.
All hopes are cast with wand of birch
Into nature’s realm, her spiritual church.
And though possessing no material wealth
Wealth abounds around her and the wisdom
Of this witch.
What no one wants to hear,
Unseen,
Any storm,
That is home.
Releasing all worry,
That all is as it should be.
Then crossing the stream with bare, cold feet,
And marks her altar with book and stone.
Into nature’s realm, her spiritual church.
Wealth abounds around her and the wisdom
Of this witch.
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