Wild in nature

I, witch, grow like a tree
rooted and branched
through any obstacle

cement crumples
wood splinters
brickwork torn down

belief, my soil
faith, my sun
hope, my water

the gods
the goddesses
patreon my growth

green leaf
brown leaf
cracked stems
I withstand it all

tears nourish too
cries wake up the sun
fury breaks hardened earth

cut down
I, witch, am still here

hope is a seedling
all a witch ever needs
to grow from nothing

we, witch, always find a way