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divinity manifestation

I'm obsessed with nature
Snaking through roots
I feel the magic in grass
The cold breath of stone
I want to knit nature
Into everything I do
Hone its magic inside of me
Etch it into my poems

But the goddess watches me
Lost in the forest
Chasing nymphs in the snow
Invoked earth beseech me
Shuttered in my notes

But Goddess,
If there is any more magic
Left in these words
Please allow these
To make me hers