The Path of Spirit
I step onto the path and my soul sings
crying out to the stars – a song of longing
throughout the ages, the eternal yearning
Of touch with beauty, all illusion shatters
in the deep soulful caress of what is and always shall be.
The Great Spirit is within and surrounds me
I was never alone. The false separation,
the denial of magick is the ruse
that engenders the pain and feelings of loss,
the need and the weakness of rejecting self
and the knowledge within –
Freedom supercedes all lies.