wise and beautiful
grand and mystical.
I am thankful to be guided
through these troubled times.
A helping hand that is delighted,
allowing me to make sense of the signs.
You are the goddess of the sun,
symbolized by the yellow sunflower.
Long brunette hair in a decorated bun,
only I shall ever know of your power.
Fire so bright and purple so dark,
a keeper of secrets you are.
My heart and passion are your spark
my light and guiding star.
I pray to thee continue to watch over,
may I stay on the right path.
With my life’s pain let me find closure,
and none shall know my hidden wrath.
I pray to thee.
I had written this poem a few years ago about a “deity” that I had encountered through various experiences during meditation and astral travel. I haven’t thought about her in a long time. Its only now when I am seeking to deepen my practices and truly find myself as a witch that I am remembering her.
also “Mira mira” totally sounds like mirror mirror