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Wednesday, January 4, 2012
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
Circle of Power
I conjure thee, O Circle of Power,
that thou beset a meeting place of love and joy and truth
a shield against all wickedness and evil
a boundary between men and the realms of the Mighty Ones
a rampart and protection that shall preserve
and contain the power that we shall raise within thee.
Wherefore do I bless thee and consecrate thee,
in the names of the Goddess and Green Man
So Mote it Be )0(.
Monday, January 2, 2012
Chrge of the Moon Mother
Queen of the Moon, Queen of the Sun.
Queen of the Heavens, Queen of the Stars.
Queen of the Waters, Queen of the Earth.
Queen of the Waters, Queen of the Earth.
Who ordained to us the child of promise:
It is the Great Mother who gives birth to him,
It is the Great Mother who gives birth to him,
He is the Lord of Life who is born again, Darkness and
tears are set behind,And the star of guidance comes up early.
Golden sun of hill and mountain illumine the land, illumine the world,
tears are set behind,And the star of guidance comes up early.
Golden sun of hill and mountain illumine the land, illumine the world,
illumine the seas, illumine the rivers,Grief be laid, and joy be raised.
Blessed be the Great Mother, Without beginning,
Blessed be the Great Mother, Without beginning,
without ending, To everlasting, to eternity
So Mote it Be )0(
Friday, December 30, 2011
Hymm to Morrigann
O Morrigann, we call your name
Across the dusty years.
You speak to us, of blood and lust.
You show us all our fears.
You are a Goddess, old and wise.
Of Holy power you have no dearth.
Beneath your wings, black, red and white,
We learn of death and birth.
You walk about, this ancient land,
Your hungers raw and clear.
You make the crops, grow rich and strong,
As well your geese and deer.
A flirting maid, a lusty hag,
A mother of great girth:
Without the touch, of your black wings,
We cannot heal the earth.
Across the dusty years.
You speak to us, of blood and lust.
You show us all our fears.
You are a Goddess, old and wise.
Of Holy power you have no dearth.
Beneath your wings, black, red and white,
We learn of death and birth.
You walk about, this ancient land,
Your hungers raw and clear.
You make the crops, grow rich and strong,
As well your geese and deer.
A flirting maid, a lusty hag,
A mother of great girth:
Without the touch, of your black wings,
We cannot heal the earth.
So Mote it Be )0(
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Invocation of the Sun God
All wild creatures hear thy cry
Upon the haunted wind.
Within thy soul the Horned One returns to Earth again.
Together thou shalt manifest the magic of the man,
And falcons soar from out the sky to perch upon thy hand.
The Serpent's wisdom thou shalt learn from tip of forked tongue;
The fleetness of the white stag's flight in starlight or in sunlight.
Lord of Light and Lord of Shadow --
Keeper of the Key
Which unlocks the Door of Dream
whereby men come from to thee.
Cernunnos, Horus, Pan:
by name we set thee free!
Oh Shepherd of the Wild Woodland
may thou be One with Me.
Within thy soul the Horned One returns to Earth again.
Together thou shalt manifest the magic of the man,
And falcons soar from out the sky to perch upon thy hand.
The Serpent's wisdom thou shalt learn from tip of forked tongue;
The fleetness of the white stag's flight in starlight or in sunlight.
Lord of Light and Lord of Shadow --
Keeper of the Key
Which unlocks the Door of Dream
whereby men come from to thee.
Cernunnos, Horus, Pan:
by name we set thee free!
Oh Shepherd of the Wild Woodland
may thou be One with Me.
So Mote it Be )0(
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Night Winds Call
Night Wind whispers gently through the trees tonight,
Soon, softly, soon they whisper in delight,
Flights of Night Visions take wing in the night,
Off to the slumbers of children to bring Joy and Fright.
Over house, street, mountain and meadow
Wind flies swirling, fast and then slow,
To windows of children, it's dreams to bestow,
Dreams of Heroes, Dragons, Maidens and more.
Soon, softly, soon they whisper in delight,
Flights of Night Visions take wing in the night,
Off to the slumbers of children to bring Joy and Fright.
Over house, street, mountain and meadow
Wind flies swirling, fast and then slow,
To windows of children, it's dreams to bestow,
Dreams of Heroes, Dragons, Maidens and more.
Blessed Be )0(
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