Dig under the leaves,
Through the earth,
For the bones,
And the stones,
While conversing,
With the Spirits,
And the crows,
With blood,
And mud,
On your knees,
And twigs in your hair,
And dirt under your nails,
For it is here,
In the Witch's Cauldron,
Through the alchemizing,
Of the Other,
That we discover,
Our own humanity.




















