Blessed are the ones who remember the poor;
in time of trouble they will be remembered.
The Goddess will hold them in her hand and keep them from harm.
When they are weak, strength will flow in the sunlight
and in the falling of the evening dew will health come to their bones.
For the mouth of derision will be closed and lies and
slander will be shown false.
Mercy flows like spring streams, without destination.
Nature holds no one accountable, nor is blame her way.
Favor pours from her in the sun, in the rain,
in the breathe of the trees.
So we can pour ourselves out without thought.
We are vessels, as is the river, holding life for all
we pass.
Blessed are the ones who know the fullness in life
and with open hands
Release it to all.
The season of want will come but the blessings of
love will fill it.
Blessed Be.
—Earth Psalms
Angela Magara
Witches Of The Craft® 