The Night Belongs to Us
As the world sleeps
We awake
We look towards 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 Sisters
The night belongs to us
—A Witch’s Prayerbook
JoAnne Spiese
Witches Of The Craft® 
This is a beautiful poem. Filled with energy and, to me at least, a sense of peace.
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I am glad you enjoyed it. I thought it was a great way to start the day off. I was just hoping others agreed with me. Thank you for letting me know.
Have a very blessed day,
Lady A
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