Strange Magic After Midnight
In the early morning hours at the break of the new day
Is ‘The witching hour”, it’s a magical time, they say
A time where the veil between worlds becomes thin,
Allowing you the ability to go deeper within
Making it easier to connect with those on the other side
A time where the shadows come out from where they hide
A time when a witch performs her ceremonial rite
When the sky is dark and the full moon is shining bright
A time when strange magic can and will occur
Its a time that witches and warlocks prefer
To conjure and manifest the needed things
Creating a reality which came from their dreams
So within the wee hours, next time when you are lying awake
Remember that strange magic is what you could make.
Copyright © Mary Taylor | Year Posted 2021
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