Poetry

Prayer to Keep a Soldier Safe

Warrior Sun, up in the sky

I ask that You now cast Your eye

Upon (name of soldier) now at war

And keep him/her under the radar

Of Your watch and in Your sigh

Grant his/her safety day and night

And when he/she feels a sense of dread

Help him/her calmly use his/her head

Grant him/her mental safety, too

And bring to him/her an avenue

To relieve emotional stress

And prevent undue duress

'Til his/her mission is complete

And once again, he/she feels sweet

And warm embrace of his/her loved ones

Far from the sounds of war and guns

This I ask you, Warrior Sun

As I will, so be it don

--- Dorothy Morrison

I said a prayer for you today

and know God must have heard,

I felt the answer in my heart

although He spoke no word.

I didn't ask for wealth or fame,

I knew you wouldn't mind.

I asked for Him to send treasures

of a far more lasting kind.

I asked that He'd be near you

at the start of each new day;

To grant you health and blessings

and friends to share your way.

I asked for happiness for you

in all things great and small,

but it was for His loving care

I prayed for most of all.

--- Frank Zamoni

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The Witches’ Creed

Hear now the words of the witches,
The secrets we hid in the night,
When dark was our destiny’s pathway,
That now we bring forth into light.

Mysterious water and fire,
The earth and the wide-ranging air,
By hidden quintessence we know them,
And will and keep silent and dare.

The birth and rebirth of all nature,
The passing of winter and spring,
We share with the life universal,
Rejoice in the magical ring.

Four times in the year the Great Sabbat
Returns, and witches are seen
At Lammas, and Candlemas dancing,
On May Eve and old Hallowe’en.

When day-time and night-time are equal,
When the sun is at greatest and least,
The four Lesser Sabbats are summoned,
Again witches gather in feast.

Thirteen silver moons in a year are,
Thirteen is the coven's array.
Thirteen times as Esbat make merry,
For each golden year and a day.

The power was passed down the ages,
Each time between woman and man,
Each century unto the other,
Ere time and the ages began.

When drawn is the magical circle,
By sword or athame or power,
Its compass between the two worlds lie,
In Land of the Shades for that hour.

This world has no right then to know it,
And world beyond will tell naught,
The oldest of Gods are invoked there,
The Great Work of magic is wrought.

For two are the mystical pillars,
That stand to at the gate of the shrine,
And two are the powers of nature,
The forms and the forces divine.

The dark and the light in succession,
The opposites each unto each,
Shown forth as a God and a Goddess,
Of this did our ancestors teach.

By night he’s the wild wind’s rider,
The Horn’d One, the Lord of the shades,
By day he’s the King of the Woodlands,
The dweller in green forest glades.

She is youthful or old as she pleases,

She sails the torn clouds in her barque,

The bright silver lady of midnight,

The crone who weaves spells in the dark.

The master and mistress of magic,
They dwell in the deeps of the mind,
Immortal and ever-renewing,
With power to free or to bind.

So drink the good wine to the Old Gods,
And dance and make love in their praise,
Til Elphame's fair land shall receive us,
In peace at the end of our days.

An Do What You Will be the challenge,
So be it in Love that harms none,
For this is the only commandment,
By Magick of old, be it done.

Eight words the Witches’ Creed fulfill:

If it harms none, do what you will.

--- Doreen Valiente

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Native American Prayer

Oh Great Spirit, whose voice I hear in the winds,

And whose breath gives life to all the world

~ Hear me ~

I come before you, one of your children.

I am small and weak.

I need your strength and wisdom.

Let me walk in beauty and make my eyes ever

behold the red and purple sunset.

Make my hands respect the things you have made,

my ears sharp to hear your voice.

Make me wise, so that I may know the things

you have taught my People,

the lesson you have hidden in every leaf and rock.

I seek not to be superior to my brothers,

but to be able to fight my greatest enemy, myself.

Make me ever ready to come to you,

with clean hands and straight eyes,

so when life fades as a fading sunset,

my spirit may come to you without shame.

The Four Powers of the Magus

The Four Powers of the Magus are the personal attributes traditionally necessary and required for the successful use and practice of magick. These are - To Know, To Dare, To Will, and To Be Silent. Without these four attributes combined, the individual will never be successful in magick.

The reasoning is quite simple; none of the attributes mentioned are enough in themselves, as all four attributes must be present to balance each other out. For instance:

To Know - Knowledge is no good, without the will and audacity to see magick done.

To Dare – Audacity is no good, without the knowledge and will to see magick done.

To Will – Will power is no good, without the knowledge and audacity to see magick done.

To Be Silent – What good are the above, without the discretion to remain silent until the magick is done? To reveal your magick before it is done, dissipates it’s power and effectiveness.

So, anyone aspiring to use magick, he/see needs a knowledge of what he/see is doing, the audacity to use it, the will power to control it, and the discretion to remain silent till the work is done.

--- Scott Cunningham

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