I am the sorcerer
Casting ancient spells of dragon transmutation.
Fire from the tongue,
Let the fierce flames of poetry spill.
Lightning fingers, I hypnotise,
go through your eye.
Let my words swirl in the mind,
Words that can bring the dead back alive.
I can change the seasons there.
Birth never-ending showers that give rise to salty rivers
if you dare to absorb my magic.
I can cast shadows that will paint you black
Or chant frozen hyms, that can freeze time,
turn your skin into that of a goose.
Make your hair stand on edge,
Eager to watch my spectacular show.
I fuse reality and illusion,
Diffuse into many ears, I have the ability to fly.
Infuse with the psyche, I come by,
Blow a kiss of hope or summon whirlwinds of fear and doubt.
I have the power of invisibility, massless yet can change ones entire life in and out. This is the power of words.