Nature's Own

She walks barefoot in total harmony... on her mossy forest path. The tall trees bow their limbs before her. Her eye's twinkle a hello to each while passing by. Her long, dark hair braided with ivy... drapes down over her shoulders, as the full moon gently caresses her bare skin... causing a soft glow to form around her. It is midnight, as she enters a meadow. Joining her is her brother the wolf and her sister the owl. Now with just a wave of her hand, the wolf howls into the night...which echos among the trees. Sets of yellow eyes can now be seen all along the edge of the meadow. Without fear or doubt she calls to her ancestors for enlightenment. Their answers come in the whispering of the trees. She gives thanks by placing sage and other herbs into the earth. She is one with the elements...a natural born witch. P.R.Deremer