This Witch

The woman sat in her chair, looking out over the gloomy landscape,

Days turned into nights

Nights turned into days,

As she sat there, lonely, rocking until she felt old before her time;

Time had no essence in her life,

There was no light for her to see,

And, no love for her to hold;

Until one day,

The moon shone through her dark, gloomy window,

Lighting up the dark, gloomy sky,

Like a thousand diamonds dancing in the clouds,

She heard bats screech in the night;

She listened to the chorus of wolves singing with joy as they honoured

the brilliance of the moonlight that bathed them,

She smiled for the first time in a thousand years;

As she walked to her cauldron,

She sprinkled silver moon dust,

Followed by gold happy dust,

Into the depressing bubbling potion she had created in her mind;

A potion of blackness

The colour of her depression;

Her mind,

Her spirit,

Her soul,

She clapped her hands three times,

And found herself wandering through old, grey, gloomy

trees in a forest where there was no life,

Only a fraction of the ghost from the past;

The haunting of the woman she used to be,

She clapped again;

"One...two...three,

Let me out of this misery,"

She chanted,

"Paint this forest in gold, blue, and green!"

She cried,

In the next moment,

The forest turned into a brilliance of Gold flowers,

Blue skies, green trees and fields,

She clapped again;

"One...two...three,

Let the butterflies dance their emerald wings,"

She cried;

The forest became a luxurious colour of nature,

And her mind followed;

Her depression was banished forever,

When the witch came out of her spell,

She had changed her mindset;

She realized that life wasn't all doom and gloom,

There was colour; you just had to look for it;

She knew life wasn't perfect,

It was only as perfect as you allowed yourself to see,

And from that day,

She sought to make life what it was meant to be;

Perfectly imperfect,

She cast her happiness over the world,

And made her world,

Perfect with imperfections;

The way her world was meant to be.