May 9, 2010
in Perfect Love and Perfect Trust.
Live ye must and let to live,
fairly take and fairly give.
Form the circle thrice about
to keep unwelcome spirits out.
To bind the spell well every time,
let the spell be spoke in rhyme.
Soft of eye and light of touch,
speak ye little, listen much.
Deosil go by the waxing Moon,
sing and dance the Wiccan's Rune.
Widdershins go when the moon doth wane,
and werewolf howls by the dread wolfsbane.
When ye Lady's Moon is new,
kiss thy hand to her times two.
When the Moon rules at Her peak,
then your heart's desire speak.
Heed the North wind's might gale,
lock the door and drop the sail.
When the wind comes from the South,
love will kiss thee on the mouth.
When the wind blows from the East,
expect the new and set the feast.
When winds from West blow over thee,
departed spirits restless be.
Nine woods in the cauldron go,
burn them fast and burn them slow.
Birch into the fire goes,
To represent what the Lady knows
Oak in the forest towers with might,
In the fire it brings God's insight.
Rowan is a tree of power,
Causing life and magic to flower.
Willows at the waters' side stand,
Ready to help us to Summerland.
Hawthorn is burned to purify,
And to draw faerie to thine eye.
Hazel, the tree of wisdom and learning,
Adds its strength to the bright fire burning.
White are the flowers of Apple tree,
That brings us fruits of fertility.
Grapes grow full upon the vine,
Giving us both joy and wine.
Fir does mark the evergreen,
To represent immortality seen.
Elder be the Lady's tree,
burn it not or cursed be.
Four times the Major Sabbats mark,
Both in the light and in the dark.
As the old year starts to wane,
The new begins - it's now Samhain.
When the times for Imbolc shows,
Watch for flowers through the snows.
When the wheel begins to turn,
Let the Beltane fires burn.
As wheel turns to Lammas night,
Power is brought to magic rite.
Four times the Minor Sabbats fall;
Use the Sun to mark them all.
When the wheel hath turned to Yule,
Light the log - the Horned One rules.
In spring, when night does equal day,
'Tis time for Ostara to come our way.
When the Sun has reached its height,
Oak and Holly prepare to fight.
Harvesting comes to one and all,
When the Autumn Equinox does fall.
Heed ye flower, herb, and tree,
and by the Lady, Blessed Be.
Where the rippling waters flow,
cast a stone, and truth you'll know.
When ye have and hold a need,
harken not to other's greed.
With the fool no seasons spend,
nor be counted as his friend.
Merry meet and merry part,
bright the cheeks and warm the heart.
Mind the Threefold Law ye should,
three times bad and three times good.
When misfortune is enow,
wear the blue star on thy brow.
True in love forever be,
unless thy love is false to thee.
Eight words the Wiccan's Rede fulfill:
"An harm ye none, do what ye will".