The Night Belongs to Us
As the world sleeps
We awake
We look toward the moon
She sends her power
Feeling the wind
We gather her strength
Our capes flap in the wind
Wind encircles us
Taking hold of our brooms
Control comes to us
We ride high this night
Our silhouettes against the moon
Ride high my Brothers and Sisters
The night belongs to us.
A Witch’s Prayerbook
JoAnne Spiese
Witches Of The Craft® 