From A Victorian Grimore by Patricia Telesco (from Lightnet News issue 11/12)
Fireflies and summer sun,
In circles round we become as one
Singing songs at magic's hour
We bring the winds and timeless power
Turning inward, hand to hand
We dance the hearth to heal our land
Standing silent beneath the sky
catch the fire from out God's eye
Swaying breathless beside the sea
We call the Goddess, so mote it be!
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