If I were a witch, I might be good
and do the things that I think I should —
because love grows only from loving.
I’d keep my wand clean and fully charged
and see that each kindness got enlarged —
because love only grows from loving.
I’d help the homeless shelter themselves —
this just takes work, not magic or elves —
and they’d learn love does grow from loving.
I’d teach the children myths and the arts
and feed them all fresh strawberry tarts —
so they’d learn we grow best from loving.
I’d refrain from the careless sowing
of hard words and yet harder throwing
of anger that keeps love from growing.
I’m not a witch, but I am trying
to do my best, and not just crying,
because I know I can only grow
from loving.
Copyright © 2000 by Jessica Macbeth. All rights reserved. This poem originally appeared in my newsletter, An Lios
How beautiful is this Jessica!!!
You always make me want to be like you and live only in love! ♥♥♥
Marta, I’m far from perfect and I’m still learning and practicing. There is a reason why we call spiritual work “practice” == I think most of us are still learning. 😉
Jessica, you’re too modest, I do believe in your thinking about “practice”, but you’re an inspiration to us all!
Jessica, you’re way too modest. Although I agree with your thinking about “practice”, you’re an inspiration to us all!
Sorry Jessica, I thought my reply had disappeared!
Mercury Retrograde is against us, Marta!
HAHAHAHAAA!!! I feel it every day Jessica!
Nice poem, Jesa. Think I’ll work on a song. That’s one effect of a poem, I think.
Paul, I’ve been thinking lately about some poems I’ve written that might be songs if only I were a musician!