Gaia Provides

A mesmerising and magical poem of witches and silvery moonlight by Author Ashlie Harris.

An orb of tidal power,

The silvery sphere glows bright.

The rare white blossoms flower

and graceful birds take flight.

Now, in the midnight hour,

‘Neath the harvest moon’s soft light,

We, witches three,

Gather by the sea

To borrow from its might.

When in comes the tide,

And the waves rise high,

We focus our intentions

Until the waters subside

And we’ve unified,

Gaia provides

Under these moonlit skies,

Lighting the path to ascension.

Written for the RagTag Daily prompt – ‘harvest

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