I wrote this some time ago planning on using it as a chant in conjunction with beads
The as yet Unnamed Poem
Earth brings stability and strength from the North
Magic and mystery my song calls them forth
Air brings clarity and wit from the East
The power of the tempest that yearns for release
Fire brings passion from the South
A raging inferno, a kiss on the mouth
Water brings intuition from the West
Of springs and of pools of healing and rest
Spirit brings me closer to the heart of my being
Through the centre of the circle, felt without seeing.
The Goddess brings the world to life
She's mother daughter sister wife
The Maiden brings the silver crescent
Flirtatious and free, the wild adolescent
The Mother brings the brimful moon
Full and fertile, she is woman in bloom
The Crone brings out the moon's dark guise
She's the aged matriarch, respected and wise.
The God brings life unto the Mother
He's father husband son and brother
The Green Man brings the forest wild
The maypole dance, the heathen child
The Oak king brings the waxing year
Summers warmth is nearly here
The Holly King brings the years remission
Winter wins the competition
Imbolc brings the ice and snow
Plants and trees begin to grow
Ostara brings the spring time flowers
Day and night have equal hours.
Beltane brings the lover's tryst
The fertile earth, the Goddess kissed
Litha brings the longest day
The reigning sun lights our way
Lammas brings the corn and grain
The dying king gives up his reign
Mabon brings the autumn haze
equinoctial shorter days
Samhain brings the final harvest
Lay a place for an absent guest
Yule brings the longest night
The sun reborn at dawns first light.
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