Friday, May 24, 2024
hoodoo&roots
Certainly! Here's a poem about the mystical world of Hoodoo and the power of roots:
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In the whispers of the willow, where the cool waters flow,
Lies the ancient craft of Hoodoo, in the earth's deep glow.
Roots entwined with secrets, in the soil they confide,
Bearing tales of old, where spirits and herbs abide.
Beneath the moon's soft silver, the rootworker's hands are sure,
Gathering potent elements, their intentions pure.
With mandrake, moss, and John the Conqueror,
They weave a spell so deftly, with wisdom to procure.
The Hoodoo's roots run deeply, through time they thread,
A lineage of magic, from the living and the dead.
In each root and bone, a story to be told,
Of love and protection, of fortunes bought and sold.
The conjure bags hold power, with roots inside,
A charm of potent magic, where spirits reside.
From the crossroads of choices, to the river's silent edge,
Hoodoo's roots hold fast, a sacred pledge.
So heed the call of Hoodoo, feel the roots' embrace,
In the dance of shadows, find your sacred space.
For in the heart of nature, where the roots entwine,
Lies a power most ancient, a lineage divine.
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I hope this poem resonates with the mystical essence of Hoodoo and the deep-rooted connections it embodies. 🌿✨
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