Magick Past
Back you fiends,
Back I say,
Cast ye back
From modern day,
To a time,
Where magic reigned,
To a time,
When hope's no slave,
To a time,
Of magick strong,
Like the verses of a song
Beauty's here,
Not just a myth,
Beacause,
Magick's found
In the past adrift,
And if you can't follow,
Be not abashed,
Imagination,
Is an impossible cast.
Copyright © Christie Morris | Year Posted 2011
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