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Cast the Circle

The full moon rises in our wake,
In calling to all sisters’ presence.
The earth below is soon to quake,
As we call our goddess’s essence.

Our ready faithful hands link,
To form the witch’s circle round.
Our priestess leads the dance in sync,
So Earth, Air, Fire, Water, Spirit bound.

We sing, we chant, our souls expand,
Our hands still tightly clasped.
Dear brothers and sisters look where you stand,
Our dance and chants collapse.

Our passionate hearts leap from our chest,
Our circle with pure energy enriched.
Stare now in wonder, our goddess has blessed
Us; in this magickal life of a witch.





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