As I wandered
A youg witch
Lost along the way
A gentle hand Tapped me,
tapped me Upon the shoulder
A soft voice said to me
Trust in yourself
To yourself be true
Follow your way
Then she left me
So there I sat
Sat a thinking
What to do?
Which way to go?
At the cross road
A sign post Stood
shinning Floodlite path
For me awaiting
There she stood
A Goddess Awaiting
Arms open Me to great
Great acceptance
I had found My path
At last I saw
I looked upon the face
Of Hecate
Goddess of lost witches
Waiting just for me
She laid before me
A path of green
The most beautiful green
Every I had seen
A quiet voice
In the still of that moment
The die was cast
And shown to me
A lost witch Guided,
saved by Hecate
Blessed Be
Tony
Raven Phoenix
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