Spiral Dance

In the room at the back of the house

The walls are soft and pulsing

Wet and cool

Magick wells up inside of me

Until it overflows

Cascading down my cheeks

Pale brown boards stretch down the corridor

A shimmering haze settles over the maze

Smoothing over valleys

Of past dreams and reality

Starry-eyed I'm spinning

Slowly

A spiral dance

In a black world of blue

The earth spins her dance too

A hybrid of reality stretched over infinity

Sensing the garden

Soft wisps of willow lisp and caress

The beaded air of the mist

And the wise witch wove her dreams

Spinning coiled ropes of silver

That wound round the trees

Starry-eyed I'm spinning

Slowly

A spiral dance

There's textured bark that moulds itself to my shape

It's dark green and wet

And there are sounds of water dripping

Disintegrating shapes and flickering shadows

Trickle into my brain

And I dream of crystals glowing to the rhythm of my breathing

Starry-eyed I'm spinning

Slowly

A spiral dance