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Wisdom

Through the ages I have travelled

I have seen all there is to know

I have entered the space that lies untouched

My power has bridged time

Energy has filled the void

Their voices can be heard

I know what they have been taught

Their memories travel with me

For I know who they are

Our circle remains unbroken

For they call to me

I have come freely to know them

They have passed their knowledge to me

I can feel their thoughts

Their wisdom is mine

From time to time

From Witch to Witch

We are one …

—-A Witch’s Prayerbook

JoAnne Spiese

 

May the Goddess Shine Her Blessings Down on You & Your This Tuesday Morn’!

Moments

As fleeting as time can be
I try hard not to get too caught up
Our lives but a vapor
Recycled throughout time
What is time
It is but a moment
We all know moments come
Though there can be many
Remember they are fleeting
Only to last a moment
As sure as the clouds and stars above pass
So do all the moments we have
I try hard to remember
To be ever thankful for each
Always remembering
The choice is what we do
With each moment
So never take for granted
Each and every moment
For they pave the way
For the enlightenment of the soul

—-T. J. WhiteWolf

TJWhitewolf’s Poetry

Witches

Celtic Woman

Witches

As the sun sets

The moon rises.

We are called.

Gathering deep in the forest

Our capes flap in the wind.

Hoods covering our head

As we form our circle

Hand in hand we take our places.

The elements are called forth:

Wind, rain, earth and fire.

We are filled with their energy.

In a low chant

We call for our Mother.

The Goddess answers our call,

She stands before us,

Center in our circle.

We lower our heads to her grace.

Our circle is filled with her love.

Energy flows from her to us.

Slowly we rise;

Our feet no longer touch the ground.

Wind rips through the trees.

Flames raise high from the fire.

Rain beats on the earth below

Yet, we remain dry.

Power transfers from Sister to Sister.

The Goddess’s influence is felt.

Sounds from the forest fill the air.

All is alive.

Energy fills all there,

We know who we are,

The Witches of the present.

Those long past have joined us.

We know our beginning.

We know our past.

We know our future,

Witches now and forever.

 

—A Witch’s Prayerbook

JoAnneSpiese