I am one with the night
when dancing beneath the moonlight
I am the forest and the glade
with flowers running through my braid
I know every herb and flower
and of their healing power
I know the turning of the wheel
and the changes I will feel
I have the wisdom of those long gone
ancient words that have been passed on
I am ancient magic made manifest
the embodiment of my ancestors magical quest
I am a witch
*Original poetry by Wadadli Witch Hazel