#WritcoPoemPrompt89

Cosmic and silver lined dreams,
More than a castle in the air,
Crisscrossed shade and sunny gleams,
It's time to disconnect from it and travel somewhere.

From time and space and into the Astral,
try not to sever the silver cord,
it comes so natural,
given that you're never bored.

This is how the witches fly,
Hemlock and Wolfsbane,
Under the full moon in the sky,
Creating a doorway to the astral plane.

Once you have entered,
Make sure you have wards,
And that your mind is clearly centered,
Imagine yourself with a glowing sword.

You can travel anywhere you want to be,
Just think it and you are there in a flash,
In this time and in this moment,
You are very free...