To kneel before the sacred stones
\nThose ancients sarsen’s they
\nHome to countless lichen Spores
\nThat gradually wear away
\nThe granite the great spoilers
\nThat can and will destroy
\nThe hardest stones imaginable
\nCommunities of joy<\/p>\n
It be the Winter Solstice
\nA windy curling fright
\nA mystic revelation
\nHiding in the light
\nComing at me quietly
\nTo cut me to the core
\nAn inspirational epiphany
\nThat truthfully I adore<\/p>\n
My two, co initiates
\nRespected so by me
\nMy best friend and a new friend
\nJoined through druidry
\nWitches by creation
\nSoulful through and through
\nThe hedge really our true domain
\nThe spirit of whats true<\/p>\n
Mystical the teachings
\nThe magic of the art
\nEnchanted by the wizardry
\nDirectly from the heart
\nAttracted to the order
\nThe sabbats are my guide
\nThe natural world my mentor
\nIn spirit I confide<\/p>\n
Beyond today the meaning
\nOf life for me becomes
\nA heart beat in the ocean
\nDevotion and the drums
\nExist where there is music
\nThat drifts within my soul
\nAnd crosses to the farthest shore
\nWhere I now take a role<\/p>\n
Immortal and eternal
\nNo one can become
\nUse the words to make it so
\nBeat the big bass drum
\nHear me though I stutter
\nHear me though I die
\nHear me I am waiting
\nI hear the maiden cry
\nCan you hear my whisper
\nMy breath though fading fast
\nMy heart will always be around
\nFor though my die is cast<\/p>\n
I stand here at the crossroads
\nPeering through the trees
\nHopeful I will see the light
\nHere upon my knees
\nI panic at the thought of that
\nMy dear it seems that I
\nSoon will leave this auric veil
\nFor somewhere else on high<\/p>\n
My pentacle is with me
\nMy crimson robe is too
\nAlthough you cannot see me
\nAt samhain i see you
\nI will wander to the roll rights
\nAnd stand where we always stand
\nAnd if you feel my presence
\nThat will just be grand<\/p>\n
Our kinship is our journey
\nOur true affinity
\nA different generation
\nA sweet gentility
\nA symmetry of opposites
\nAn interconnected role
\nA reciprocal functionality
\nAnd interlocking soul<\/p>\n
A true authenticity
\nAn equivalence as one
\nAn uncontrasting constant
\nBehold the coming sun
\nWhose light will fill the universe
\nIts continuity
\nEndless in the scheme of things
\nIn its circularity<\/p>\n
The assemblage of masters
\nBehold the avid throng
\nThe brother and the sisterhood
\nWhere all of us belong
\nOur focus is our pilgrimage
\nTo places near and far
\nEmbracing every planet
\nAnd every single star<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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