The lightness of Your touch may not be noticed
The brightness of Your presence may not be seen
The coolness of Your body may not be felt
Until You, Goddess of Snow, fall heavy
Until You, White Lady of the Forest, reflect sunshine
Until You, Ice Queen, want to be felt
Praises to the White Goddess
Praises to the Lady of the Ice Forest
Praises to the Snow Queen
Blessed Be
The lightness of Your touch may not be noticed
The brightness of Your presence may not be seen
The coolness of Your body may not be felt
Until You, Goddess of Snow, fall heavy
Until You, White Lady of the Forest, reflect sunshine
Until You, Ice Queen, want to be felt
Praises to the White Goddess
Praises to the Lady of the Ice Forest
Praises to the Snow Queen
Blessed Be
Faith is the Dark Moon
Unseen in the night
We know it is present
Yet long for the light
Faith is the Wind
That whispers around us
We cannot touch it
And must take it on trust
Faith is the soft Voice
Of the Goddess of Old
Who warms us in the Winter
And wards off the cold
Let my heart feel the warmth
Let my soul hear Her voice
Let me find faith in the darkness
And my Spirit rejoice.
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