Poetry and Rambling Magicks

"where light and dark are in that fulcrum of bending... winding ...flowing harmony then that is shadow... and in that passing moment lives all the wild magics... we are dancers around that fulcrum, we who weave the shadows into mystery... we it is who by our dancing prayer keep the whole thing moving around the centre... we it is who are the changing point of imbalance that proves the whole balance... love luck and laughter" bev meadw