Patterns In The Sand
naturally there developed strange patterns
psychedelic sequenced structures in the sand
new archetype paradigm shapes passed on
gravitational sun and moon driving the tide
the moving sea writes, having written recedes
moves on, to endlessly repeated ephemeral rhythms
It doesn’t matter if you believe in magic, or not.
What matters is that the magic believes in magic.
There is a magic of the tides, and power in the moon, the stars, and the sea. If you want to rid yourself of something, write its name in the sand on a falling tide, say your prayer and invocation, and the sea will carry whatever you have named away from you.
I no longer suffer from insane jealousies.
Today I had a rising tide in my favour. The rising tide will bring your wish, your prayer, your invocation to you.
Given one prayer, one wish to the Goddess, what should I ask to be brought to me? What would you write in the sand?
I know how this magic works, at least I think I do. What I am certain of is that this magic works for me. And, now I wait.
time is precious, life is short
so live each day within it
rhyme is meaningless
unless there’s wit
words and pictures by jack collier