Here are two poems I've written about Wiccan aspects.
Nature
Green surrounding an open mind
Trees, plants, flowers and leafs
So full of life and serenity
Forests, plains, fields full of green
Walk past it, reach out
Reach out your hand to a fragment of nature
A leaf, a branch, a petal
Feel the energy beaming off it when you close your eyes
Feel it touching you, touching your heart
It's life speaking to you
Wind
Sometimes so graciously subtle
Sometimes so ferociously strong
Through your hair
In your face
On your skin
It whispers
Beautiful words
Chants, spells
From a soft breeze
To a furious tornado
It speaks the truth
