On Spells and Spelling
In words resides a subtle power
to conjure spirits with.
A chant invokes a daimon;
a prayer stirs up a god.
The pen is but the priestess
who attends that sacred tree;
inscription speaks its oracle
from shrouds of mystery.
Of Birds and Bees
A meadow is a-buzz with bees,
and butterflies, and worms;
but robin, wiser, waits and sees
that worms are slow to turn.
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