sábado, 21 de marzo de 2015

the witch flight

                                  The witch flight
Walking through the mist, by the enchanted forest
Listening the charming music, strolling goes the witch
She is looking for the tree whose branch hold her in the air
After ask him with respect, to be her travel's friend...
Could be the Elder, Could be the Oak
Could be the Rowan, Could be the Pine
Whose delicious scent will leave stellar sigh...
Must be strong and lightweight, streamlined and reliable
By gently polish, It must be look like a diamond
She will carve with special care, over the broom 
Her favourite rune: Berkana or Uruz, Kenaz or Laguz
When flight across the praire, She will feel mad of jubilee
That is the queen the forest, and the enchantress of his dream
With a scream that cross to other dimenssions
Her journey began full of passions
Is her world, the world of dreams.. the Jinas blueprint
Alpha trance, out of this world, You will see her in that Realm.
                                                        Star Ruby - Cerry Dwen