Kick the needles ‘neath your feet
raise your arms, the moon to greet
Call the wolves. Call the owls.
Under dark, the hailing howls
Lay the stones from east to north
Deosil way to lay the fourth
“Honor AIR that breathes my life.
Passion’s FIRE burning bright.
Emotional WATERs flowing free
Grounding EARTH, cradle me.
SPIRIT high, SPIRIT low
Heed me now, hear me and know
I raise my heart to greet the night
In the sun I claim the light.
I call to you to hear my plea
Grant me peace and prosperity
Material goods for material needs
Spiritual power, banish greed
Service holy giv’n in your name
The WHEEL turns, offerings of change
Beloved! Beloved! Hear my cries!
Balance me within your eye
Love and justice, wisdom, peace,
Hear me now, so mote it be!
A lovely poem.
Thank you
Wow! Love, love, this one! ❤️️
But let justice roll down like waters, and righteousness like an everflowing stream. Amos 5:24
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