The Calling

Day and night until today
For their own needs all people prayed
Their little worlds of woes and fears
Their little ones, all near and dear
Each one worried for their own
For their own things their love was shown
Mundane are lives so full of care
Victims of their own despair
And all along all of this time
While most were I, me, self and mine
A world of wonders hid in dark
Unseen by all except a spark
Those few who cared of things unknown
Who looked beyond what was their own
Who let their egos melt and merge
Into the One who they researched
Who focused, wondered and rejoiced
Who stood their ground and made their choice
Inspite of those who tried to kill
Their wisdom, knowledge and free will
Yes witches, wizards, people wise
Survived the darkness, force and lies
They patiently awaited for
A time reborn just like before
When sense and righteousness return
When people care to live and learn
The truths and mysteries of olde
Those things that turned to stories told
The legends, lore and myths all great
The ways to spin the yarns of fate
Those things you read in fairytales
Might just be true, follow the trails
The fairies, dragons, gnomes and sprites
And elements of power and might
The gods and goddesses are near
They want to see your love, not fear
All aspects of the universe
Parts of your soul you are meant to search
They are all around and all about
You never really gave a shout
Magick right below your nose
And all you saw were your own toes
You shrunk your mind and closed your heart
Refusing to accept your part
In your delusion you were stoned
You thought the earth was human owned
For those who wanted all the power
Spread their darkness very far
They broke the bridges to your soul
They blocked intuition, burnt the lore
They spread false fears and spoilt the name
So that the witches hung in shame
But you can’t hide the light for long
Soon the flame will burn all strong
For the Goddess is alive
She is your spirit and your life
Worship Her, your higher self
Better still, just cast a spell
But think beyond just little things
Soar above, now find your wings
About your higher nature learn
Retrace your path, to Her return

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Swati Prakash

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