Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

The Wiccan Creed

Mysticism is her religion
Animals are her go to souls.
Blessed be to all who see her as she is.

Her heart realm is perpetually open
She is a healer, following the Wiccan creed
To no soul do harm. Blessed be

Raising her children to love the good
But fear the horrible ones
She gardens her herbs in secret.

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Judy Ball September 1, 2020 at 4:10 AM Oh well done my friend. There is good and bad in all things. The witches I wrote about last year were good witches. Loved this. God Bless, JB Caren Krutsinger September 1, 2020 at 4:30 AM Thank you Judy. If you read the Wiccan creed, all witches were good witches, but some religion sects wanted to make them "bad" because they had a creed different than the "norm" or "accepted" creed.

Sharon Keely August 28, 2020 at 3:47 PM Ah, so much of the good in life gets pushed underground. We are lucky to live in more enlightened and tolerant times for Wicca now - long may it last! Caren Krutsinger August 28, 2020 at 11:37 PM We are luckier now that less people are ready to drowned us for not believing exactly as they do.

Rico Leffanta August 28, 2020 at 12:04 PM I just read where no woman has formed a major religion, immediately thought of Wiccans as well as the God of the Middle East ordering, "Though shalt not suffer a witch to live!" What was he afraid of? Aloha! Rico Caren Krutsinger August 28, 2020 at 1:03 PM Afraid of the power of the WOMAN, the dreaded woman.