Making magik by fall

The waterfall

rages,

while the windswept tree’s,

lose their leaves

raining down on me…

I take the harvest

from the summers garden

creating magik in my kitchen

curing  and drying herbs,

curing and

baking pies

getting ready for the turning of the sky…

turn, turn, turn

lady and lord

God and goddess

all universal energies..

From the stars and moons

the halo’s eve approaches

makeup and dress up

on the minds of many

making magik

in this realm

while my plants

have metamorphosed

through the season

their time has come to an end…

Mix, mix, mix

cut and tend

what I seek shall be mine

to blend…

Gathering momentum

like notions on the wind

I ask the hibernation

to energize my creative

hands

make and mend

take and friend

what you love

shall be safe till the end.

Walking through the mountains

as the quilts of fall colours

adorn the view

alive with vitality

alive with velocity

nows the time to set intentions

create the pathways

that will carry us forward…