My wand has lost its direction
and its point has become hollow
The water is not clear and flowing
the air is filled with blinding incense
I can no longer see by the firelight
the earth has tilted
and salt has not bite
Wondering in the circle
I can find no quarter
there are no elements of belief
So I step out
erasing the boundary
throwing away the toys
and look now for truths
beginning with the elements
on the table
June 7, 2014
Tressa Lee Breen
Cannot remember where I found image (internet searching), used without permission, with no credit taken, no offense intended, and no profit made.
Cannot remember where I found image (internet searching), used without permission, with no credit taken, no offense intended, and no profit made.
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