Charms Against The Darkness Poem by Patti Masterman

Charms against the darkness;
Spells to wake the dead-
Never think the magic solely
Lives alone in words you said.

Raw emotion is the power;
The lightning bolt of will-
As the matchhead to the fire
Is the truth of what you feel.

In this world no thing lies fallow;
The law is plain to see-
What I do not make good use of
In the end, makes use of me.

The breathing one moves mountains;
Walks on water, and eats swords-
In the hidden world of spirit
We are princes, kings, and lords.

Only living men may plan and
Move and change the world around-
By magic, or by mundane means
What’s bound here, there is bound.