Once upon a starry night,
Our circle gathered for a rite.
We all circled widdershins,
As the magic rite begins.
As the glistening moonlight glows,
Our love for one another grows.
A moonbeam dances into our heart,
The shadows wane and merrily part.
We cast spells to heal the Earth,
Giving a chance for nature’s rebirth.
The love fills the air inside the circle,
And just then suddenly, a miracle…
The Earth takes us in her hand,
Away from the site at which we stand.
She places us gently into her heart,
Asking us to make the magic start.
As we raise our energies high,
She sends her pains into the sky.
Tired and weak, she says to me:
“Thank Goddess for witches, Blessed Be!”
By The Light Of The Crystal Moon: A Book of Pagan Poetry and Short Stories
Elizabeth Gardiepy
Witches Of The Craft® 