Hecate's presence is startling and sweet
as I cast my circle and wait at her feet
Old times stained with passion blue
I look upon an unknown hue
I wait to see destiny's charm
which has twirled itself round my unsuspecting arm.
A call from distant cliff so clear
strokes and tickles my awaiting ear
Dark are the colours which intrigue me the most
of black and purple I am their host
what shall I do with this strange sensation
which has made itself known in this generation
Hecate's presence is startling and sweet
as I cast my circle and wait at her feet





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obsidiantidehope you're well and happy
love and hugs Sara x
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