Waves of Change

In the dead of night, when the moon is high,

And the world is shrouded in darkness and mystery,

The witching hour arrives, and the veil between worlds,

Begins to thin, revealing secrets and magic so free.

The witches gather, their brooms at the ready,

Their cauldrons bubbling, and their spells on the go,

They dance around the fire, chanting in unison,

Calling upon the spirits to come and show.

They cast their spells, with precision and care,

Their intentions clear, and their hearts so true,

For they know the power of the universe,

And the magic that lies within and around you.

The witching hour is a time for magic and wonder,

For the spirits to come alive, and the magic to flow,

It's a time to celebrate the mysteries of the universe,

And let your inner witch come out and glow.

So embrace the power of the witching hour,

And let your magic soar high,

For within you lies the power of the universe,

And the ability to make anything possible, nigh.

-new king