Cry Then Conquer | Spell Oil

Cry Then Conquer

Confidence | Emotional Armor | Empowerment | Resilience | Strength | Water Magic

For the witches who absorb everything around them but still show up strong.

She's the woman who returns unknown,
with salt for blood & bark for bone.
The girl who wept beside the sea
is not the witch she's grown to be.

She learned the tide won't keep the weak;
It shapes the souls too fierce to keep.
She leaves her sorrow on the shore,
then walks away needing no more.

Teakwood built her backbone tall,
Amber warmed the cracks & all.
Sweetgrass swept the ghosts aside,
Tropical rum restored her pride.

Vanilla coconut soothed the sting,
earthy, warm lotus crowned the queen.
Zesty lime cut every tie
that begged the old version not to fly.

Pink salt marked what none could claim,
with sea salt mist baptizing her name.
Seashells gathered at her feet,
blue lotus bloomed where hurt would sleep.

Bits of ocean floor held fast,
mossy rosemary outlived the past.
Sea water glitter kissed each scar,
until they glittered like the stars.

She buried the girl beneath the foam.
The witch returned to claim her throne.

1 oz