Darksome night and shining moon Balance of the dark and light Hearken ye our witchs rune As we perform our sacred rite With earth and water, air and fire By blade and bowl and circle round We come to you with our desire Let all that is hidden now be found With censor, candle, book and sword And ringing of the altar bell We tie a knot within our cord To bind our magic in a spell Mother of the summer fields Goddess of the silver moon Join with us as power builds Dance with us our witchs rune Father of the Summer dew Hunter of the winter snows With open arms we welcome you Dance with us as power grows Dance with us a witches rune By all the light of moon and sun By all the might of land and sea Chant the rune and it is done As we will, so mote it be
Posted on: Thu, 24 Jul 2014 13:28:53 +0000
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