I’m under the ground
but also reaching for the moon.
King of Wands Spell
Sparkler to stick,
Stick to flare—
born from nothing,
now growing everywhere.
Eggs onto leaves,
leaves into you—
you became me,
as I used to be, too.
Sniff, drift,
crack, boom—
I'm under the ground
but also reaching for the moon.
Whatever we feel inside,
we send out to the world—
alive.
Wings paused, mid-flight,
messages given, out-of-sight—
incantations willing through might.
Capture tonight!
Rise up, fly out,
cover the world with your light—
show the world what's right
by learning from what wasn't.
Beginning to end,
end to the start—
staff raised to heart.
Inward goes outward
outward goes in—
death and birth,
all over again.