that the nature of magic

is in the magic of nature?

steep yourself in her waters long enough

in holy dissolution

and you will see your will

your very spirit

color the world around you

to see the inside reflected outside

Sun

to see the outside reflected inside

Moon

to see the inside reflected outside

Sun

to see the outside reflected inside

Moon

to see the inside reflected outside

Sun

to see the outside reflected inside

Moon

move like the shores of the sea

contracting inward

her great majesty

then pour forth,

Shine benevolently

for magic is in the breath

that holy and omnipresent dance

epitomizing the friendship

of inner and outer

the magic within is the magic

without

open your eyes

your heart

your soul your hands your mind

in absolute adoration

such is the magnetism of love

the wondrous elements

then permeate

every fiber

every cell of your being

your neurons alight!

electrified —

you are a conduit,

Venusian copper,

your opening to the goddess

your heartfelt admiration

allowing two to meet

she fills you

and then your magic and hers

are one

and then synchronicity

is about a secret conversation

constantly taking place

and you learn how to listen

you see her hidden hand nudging

gently carrying you, redirecting you

and all is love —

…

existence itself, then,

is inspiration,

muse,

and medium.