Magick

Magick...
It's the breath of life in my everyday world.

When do you see your Avalon through the mists of time?
Mine is within as well as without, I see the shadows of the past before me in all things.

The Air carries the secrets on the wind of what once was...
The present is wrought with Fire on the forges of the past...
Emotions ebb and flow as Water keeps the mysteries deep within her depths...
And the Earth is the classroom to which we all return, to learn the lessons we need to move on from life to life.

I move along with the tide of the Universe and wait to see where I land.
Out of place and out of time, trapped within the web.
There's a hundred thousand lifetimes that hide behind these eyes,
And there is power and strength that surges through my soul.
But never have I felt so alone,
So out of place, then I do here and now.

There is a hunger that burns inside of me,
A gnawing presence that needs to be released.
For it is Magick that flows through my veins,
And is in every word I speak.
It is Magick that has made me who I am, who I was, and who I shall be.

A modern day Magickian...
A trick of the light, or a leap of faith?
Magick...
It's the breath of life in my everyday word...