Alternatives
Beneath the moons full lightI feel mendeda gansey with a dropped stitchdarned and shapely once again.
When alone on a night like thisi'm not a bit lonely, far from itI embrace it like some kind of witch.
Had this been a few hundred years agoI’d be scorned and perhapshung from a tree.
Crystals cleanse in the moonlighttheir energy renewed and readyto battle the chakras,
balance the body once again.When the body is out of kilteranything can happen.
If the medical world can’t fix itthe alternative is worth a try, isn’t it?