Call the power raising your hands to the heavens.
Call the power whilst in a circle of protection.
Hear the emptiness within echo with your thoughts.
Feel the emotions race about embracing cloth and skin.
See the outer light with the inner eye.
Scent the elements of life about.
Taste the hope and anticipation of what might be.
These are the signs of magic, the bending of chaos to will.
Making order out of what does not make sense.
Creating sense out of the chaos about.
Such is the reason of magic.
Such is the nature of ourselves.
Call the power with your hands to the heavens.
Release the might with the magic shaped.
This text is copywrited by Brad Colver, 1997. It may be duplicated as long as the the copywrite stays with it.
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