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Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Amidst the Colors of Fall.
Where the ancient Elements travel
between the moon and stars
Blessings of Green and Gold
of root and bone and dirt
mysteries enough to fill all the jars
I stand before the waking dawn
Where the Elements fly
The chill is coming from winters grasp
the mysteries that are without form
I call on my destiny
let my magic Live
So Mote it Be ☽✪☾