The Cauldron’s Call
i dived into the cauldron of magic potion
silver steam curled, the stars grew bright
swallowed whole by a swirling ocean
of whispers, wonders, endless light
my bones dissolved, my name untied
unraveled threads of who i’d been
the past was dust, the future wide
a thousand selves danced deep within
golden flames licked at my skin
turning sorrow into song
each breath became a voice of wind
calling me where i belong
the cauldron sang, the world stood still
i rose anew with ancient sight
woven of shadow, flame, and will
a being of dawn, of death, of night
Copyright © Alesia Leach | Year Posted 2025
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