Becoming

Shaken

Stirred

Blended

Fried

The magical

Mystery

A forgotten tribe

Rinse and repeat

Leaven the bread

Sore to new heights

Forests and trees, redwoods of a different kind

Wicked witch of the west

Couldn’t tell me to rest

Proposal to secede

The crucible of a thousand horses

Kept from the barn

In you I trust

Farther and farther away

Permission to speak

In just a day

Realize your freedom

Sore to new heights

Align your highest chakra

To the most northern star

And go!