We dance to dispel destruction
and scatter random seeds of
kindness, weirdness, youngness.
We work with beetles, bacteria,
fungi and dung
turning earth, weeds, insects and worms
into good medicine.
We are the descendants of the witches you did not burn.
8 lines --freeform poetry
Author's Note: My family and I were spared the destruction of Hurricane Ian. While there is gratitude many are still hurting and in despair. I am working to mitigate the devastation in both practical ways and magickal ways.
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