Magick in the Air:
In my heart I feel safe
while dancing in a thunderstorm
and shouting in the wind.
As the lightening breaks the sky
and temporarily highlights the night
my heart starts to thrum.
It starts to pour,
and I'm soaking wet,
but I imagine that I can fly.
The waves crash onto the shore
leaving marks in the sand
as animals scurry for cover
scared of the noise.
In awe I watch as the trees dance
and I can't help but sing.
There's magic in the air tonight.
Pure, magnificent, and unhindered.
Respectfully I call out to the wolves
and catch a glimpse of a darting black shape.
This is my Keira.
My protector and guide.