The Magician And The Sorceress Poem by Anita Atina

The Magician And The Sorceress

Rating: 5.0


You have bewitched me, you sorceress

And I’m happy to be under your spell

Said the magician with a smile, that held promise

Of secret places waiting to be discovered


No sorceress am I, but of your hearts making

No spells have I, but those you cast in my hand

The magic is yours, said the sorceress

I am but a reflection of your heart


If this is so, the magic pleases me greatly

As it moves through us, the magician whispered

Drawing on our energies and leaping ahead

To merge with the Akashic knowing


Her eyes spoke, look into the still pool of your heart

Dive in and surrender to the depths

That beckon you, to go deeper

Till you find that which you seek


© 29 May 2008, Anita Atina

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Fred Babbin 15 June 2008

A wonderful description of psychotherapy (the word is so-o unpoetic, but I don't have a better one) .

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Michael Fischer 08 June 2008

Great piece Anita...really enjoyed it. Top marks! -Michael

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Al Ramos 31 May 2008

One of your best. We make our magic.

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Richard Blanch 31 May 2008

The poem is bewitching too- all those soft sounds. But the message is far ffrom soft: once again you deal so tellingly with reflections and identities. Thank you.

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Joseph Poewhit 29 May 2008

Captures the mystery of the eye's very well

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