Druidic center
pagan craft
Righteous fever by eventide
we don’t have to split
anything 50/50
we just vibe together
100 percent
Pacify the ancient aches
with sighing whispers
of a new moon in Capricorn
Sirens by storm
towers of bells
Life from the third story
in the city proper
Electric fireplace hum
arching embrace of a sanctuary
The holiday season
rushed right by
but the spirit remains
paramount and ever-present
Spice the stoic theory
with magical intonations
Raise plateaus
embrace open air
The pulsing kundalini chill
perfectly triangulated angles
Spliced amalgamations
an enchanted river
runs right through us