Like a Tree

She stands like a tree with her roots in heaven,

Blossoms with shiny jewels in an arrangement of seven.

Flowers of purple, yellow and white

glow from her with brilliant light

Her branches reach out to lonely ones

And gives them warmth from distant Sun.

She whispers softly, pure and simple words,

Her voice is so gentle, like a sweet singing bird.

She grows in love, peace and harmony

Beautifies that are both good and free.

---   David Brunner

Spell Song

I close my eyes,

and see times gone by,

turn again to present,

to lead me one more day,

O Lady Moon,

You know my heart, my will, my power,

now mold them to needs much higher,

than what I may desire,

Cradle me, Steadfast Earth,

within thin sheltered womb,

where I may await rebirth,

in peaceful sleep, never to know the cold tomb,

Free me, Higher Air,

that I may soar away,

and bear me up above the clouds,

where I may see the future shine,

Hold me, Dearest Fire,

and draw me now beyond death's pyre,

where passion and life unfold,

like the furled petals,

of a blood-red Rose,

Fill me, Blessed Water,

both in body and soul,

with thine eternal beauty,

and, in thine dance alone shall I be whole,

Surround me, O Magics Olde,

bear me, in life as in death,

and with your wisdoms sublime,

mold my blind soul,

to see the light of Time,

and scry the pages of this ancient past, my soul.

---   Don Mitchell

The Faeries Song

We stand in the center of space between space

and we come here time after time.

All of our sorrows and deeds in this place

are subjects of song and of rhyme.

What does it matter to wear a new face

or to appear in a different clime.

If only we dance with style and with grace

recalling the tune and the time.

For we are the dancers you see in your dreams

You blink and then we are gone.

Nothing is ever quite what it seems

But the memories still linger on.

So wake! and come out to join our dance

She rises, our Lady, the Moon.

Leave care and troubles. Don’t miss the chance.

The dance it is ended too soon.

Look there, hear the feet that pass

Bending not a blade of grass . . . 

---   Bruce

Visions of Witches

Blithely turning my face towards the moons

My mind howls in the language of runes.

The glow of their light makes my eyes ache

I'm blinded by the Ladies of the Lake.

Woad shamelessly glistens from upon their brows

The gods of the past they attempt to rouse.

Chanting and singing in ritual form,

The power of the words creating a storm.

Then all the bluster softens to mist,

And the gods lightened the realm with a kiss.

Magickal energy abounds from breeze,

As the witches began to heal the trees.

Stumbling amidst their magickal fray,

I'm locked by the fear forcing my stay.

Admiring their ancient call to the Light

Yet humbled by the chaos I see in the night.

---   Storme Fire

Yule Blessings

Blessings to you from the Earth Mother.

She is the Moon.

She watches over all of us by

The light that she casts over the blessed earth.

Walk her night lit path

And happiness you will find at every turn.

   Blessed be!

He is the Sun.  He holds us up

And brings us strength.  Carry his sword

To cleave the evil from your path

And you will be unmolested.

   Blessed Be!

Blessings to you from the Great Spirit.

It binds us all together:

Man to woman; beast to beast; all.

We are it and it is us.

   Blessed Be!

May you have a wonderful Holiday.

The time has come for the sun to be reborn

He lies in his Mother's womb waiting...

Awaiting his reappearance on this plane.

Let us all rejoice in his rebirth and ours.

   Blessed Be!

---   Yusef

A Witch's Garden

A witch's garden

grows with the sun, flows with the rain

a flowering of air and earth

ancient is the knowledge of herbs

their properties and powers

a thing for Grandmothers, Midwives, Witches

flowers speak their own language

all but a few phrases forgotten

how now?  the drought comes

but the Witch's garden still grows green

though elsewhere even the weeds are wilting

through magic and the hard work of her hands

a Witch brings the rich earth to bloom

making the world a more beautiful place

the only secret is this

many a woman talks to her plants

but a Witch also listens  

---   Unknown