Wednesday, July 11, 2007

"Wizardly Practices"

The wizard of fates produces an energy
Sending it out over the land
He mixes stones with broken bones
Holding their fate within his own hand
A true master never asks for his own needs
But the needs of others
His work does not come back in void
He evades the toil that ultimately smothers
Understanding what he must do
Standing in wait for the morning dew
Words of wisdom spoken in care
Speaking softly in solemn prayer
He asks for little in return
Evoking the attention of the powers
True power is when it is not used
And attention is given to the flowers
Healing potions to cure all kinds
To bring peace unto restless minds
He is the wizard of fates
All other work disintegrates

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