Magickal Night

By the power of stem and flower
Our magick binds us here
By our flowing, toiling, growing
Drawing ever near
Heart to soul are now made whole
Banish now the fear
Love expands between our hands
And memory one last tear
Binding strength along our length
Deep caring in each touch
Kneeling now, we make our vow
To heal and savor much
Gods now raised, we lift our praise;
Are filled, and in a rout,
Cast off the yoke and, with our folk,
We call the Keepers out
 
Moss Bliss
date unknown, c. 2013
 

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