Hail to the Mother of our People,
The bearer of Light and Life.
All Mother Ostara,
Kind as the Earth in springtime,
Fair as the morning sky,
We greet you!
Allmother of Magic
Who moves between the Worlds,
Who rides the wind
In all the Worlds,
Grant us the power
To fill our lives with Light,
To fill our lives with Love.
Grant us the vision
To see the way before us.
Grant us the faith to know
That even in this Age of Darkness
The Morning Light will come.
So Mote It Be
Witches Of The Craft® 