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Apr 3, 2023

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Updated: Sep 16, 2025

By Rajshree Nipane

Hypnotic eyes, mystical are her gaze

Her fragrance is of lavender and sage

Gracefully wearing charms & crystals

Reading ancient grimoire of magical texts

Conversing with plants and animals

As if they understand or under her spell

Worshiping nature spiritual creatures

Chanting while cauldron brewing potion

Waiting to welcome the darkest of night

When she could confine within candle

Healing with herbs, harkens to musical hertz

Meditating, manifesting her own miracles.

By Rajshree Nipane

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