Pagan Songs and Poems

This is collection of Pagan songs and poems collected from BBSs and the Internet. The authors are unknown unless otherwise stated.

The Albion Song

by Jennifer Smith

Fading away in the mists of time
The Older Gods did go.
And we mere mortals left behind
with Younger Gods to know.
And now they too are fading fast
And we are left alone.
And, oh, my love
I grieve the past and long to go back home.

And oh my Mother is crying and no one can hear Her
Her children are dying
Oh, can She hear me wailing?
I long to go back home
Please come and take me home.

How long has it been
Since Fal did scream
For Brian's Holy Crown,
And cries of Andrasta shook the hills
When Rome took Albion down?
For history lies
And poets dream
And truth is seldom known.
And I am left with an aching heart
And songs to sing alone.

And oh my Mother is crying and no one can hear Her
Her children are dying
Oh, can She hear me wailing?
I long to go back home
Please come and take me home.

I dream I stood on Erin's Shore
The sea before me lay.
And all around the wind did sigh
and mourn the fading day.
and then I saw on that shining sea
A ship as white as bone.
And then I knew in my soul
That I was finally going home.


All Thru The Night


While the Moon her watch is keeping
all thru the night
While the weary world is sleeping
all thru the night
O'er thy spirit gently stealing,
Visions of delight revealing
Breathes a pure and holy feeling
all thru the night

Though this Bard must roam full lonely
My true harp shall sing praise only
Love's soft dream, alas, is over
Yet my strains of love shall hover
Near the Presence of my Lover

Hark! A solemn bell is ringing
Thou, my King are heavenward winging
Earthly dust from off Thee shaken
Soul immortal shalt thou waken
With thy last, dim journey taken

Neath this Stone my King is sleeping
Stars around Him softly sweeping
Once and Future King preserving
Britain's Saviour there reserving
All around him Stars observing
all thru the night

Holl am ran-tire sehr thuh wed-ont
ahr heed ah nos
Dum-ar forth ee vro go-gawn-yont
ahr heed ah nos
Gol-i ar-all you tuh wull ooch
ee are thang os gweer bred vairtch-ooch
tie-leer nave oith m'yoon thu-wail-ooch
ahr heed ah nos

note: The last verse is phonetic Welsh. "ll" is pronounced by putting the tip of your tongue to the roof of your mouth, and saying "h" and "l" at the same time...sort of. "ch" is pronounced as German.


Aridu

Based On The Hymn To Ishtar From Acadia

Lord of sun and lady moon
Bright at night and bright at noon
See my offering, hear my call
Lord and lady guard us all.

Sky god an, earth goddess ki
All do honor unto thee
Spread your seed upon the ground
Bring forth life fecund and round

Holy queen of living things
She whose bloom the summer brings
Bless us lady give us cheer
As we wander through the year

Royal shepherd, mountain king
Lofty bull of whom we sing
Fill our bowls with waters sweet
Spread the seeds of corn and wheat

Bless our lips and bless our breast
Guide us gently to our rest
Bless our sheep and bless our corn
Ease our grief when we must mourn

Sing the song and join the rite
Praise the day and bless the night
Thank the gods for what they bear
Earth and water, fire and air.


Asahi

(asahi [ausa-he] is japanese; asa-morning, hi-fire)

Asahi, the morning fire,
rise oh body, for my soul to spire.
Gyrations of another day,
never ending, always flowing,
the dance we call creation.
Centered is the one who seeks,
for intuition is always knowing,
so I call upon the "Asahi"
to keep the sparkle glowing.
Asahi, morning fire,
Creator of new life,
balancing the course of nature,
oh heal me of my strike.
Warrior, flow through me,
for it is strength that I desire.
Walk with me, this troubled day,
so that with peace,
I may retire.


The Beltane Chase


Ladies:
I shall go as a wren in spring
With sorrow and sighing on silent wing
And I shall go in our Lady's name
Aye, till I come home again.

Men:
And we shall follow as falcons grey
And hunt thee cruelly as our prey
And we shall go in our Master's name
Aye, to fetch thee home again.

Ladies:
Then I shall go as a mouse in May
In the fields by night and cellars by day
And I shall go in our Lady's name
Aye, till I come home again.

Men:
But we shall follow as fat tom cats
And chase thee through the corn and vats
And we shall go in our Master's name
Aye, to fetch thee home again.

Ladies:
Then I shall go as an Autumn hare
With sorrow and sighing and mickle care
And I shall go in our Lady's name
Aye, till I come home again.

Men:
But we shall follow as swift grey hounds
And dog thy tracks by leaps and bounds
And we shall go in our Master's name
Aye, to fetch thee home again.

Ladies:
Then I shall go as a Winter trout
With sorrow sighing and mickle doubt
And I shall go in our Lady's name
Aye, till I come home again.

Men:
But we shall follow as otter's swift
And snare thee faster thou can'st shift
And we shall go in our Master's name
Aye, to fetch thee home again.

Ladies:
Aye, and I'll come home again.


Bright Blessings


Earth Mother
Giver of life
Strengthen me during my life-long strife.
Teach me Your ways of perfect love,
peace, and wisdom true.
Spawn from my purest heart
These words to You
May this prayer help me to better
myself in word and deed,
To a higher plane I shall succeed.
Beautiful Light of Goodness Fair
Lore of old we both do share
A Witch's brew, I drink to You
My love for You, by day, by night
In thought and in sight
Will my soul learn
the meaning of this life again.


The Goddess is Alive


Moon shines down upon a sea of Light,
Shifting sands lay singing in the Heart of the Night.
I looked upon a scene that gripped me to the core,
White-clad maidens below were dancing on the shore.

Sweet sounds slipped from moon-lit throats,
Wind whipped hair abound,
Lit by the light within and without,
The Women circled 'round.

As I stood, water engulfed my feet,
My body swayed to your Heavenly Heart beat.
Wind and wave and fire light,
Paled in my mind Earthly delight.

Time slipped by me as you held your embrace,
And windblown spray covered my face.
Protected deep within your Womb,
I could feel the tender pain of Life's bloom.

Candles flared high as the Dance progressed,
Deep inside with a healing touch you blessed.
All around, wind, wave and fire shouted of your life,
Your light speared deep within, soothing my strife.

Divine Mother, Goddess of Light,
To you I come seeking protection from the night.
Come home to shelter within your arm,
Surrounded by Love, hidden from harm.

Holy Mother, Queen of Heaven and Earth,
From you we all trace our Birth.
Heavenly Goddess, light from above,
Shine down upon us, we pray for your Love.


Gloria


Snow lies deep upon the Earth
Still our voices warmly sing
Heralding the glorious birth
Of the Child, the Winter King
Glo - ria!
In excelsis Deo!
Glo - ria!
In excelsis Dea!

Our triumphant voices claim
Joy and hope and love renewed
And our Lady's glad refrain
Answer Winter's solitude
Glo - ria!(etc.)

In Her arms a holy Child
Promises a glowing Light
Through the winter wind so wild
He proclaims the growing Light.
Glo - ria! (etc..)

Now the turning of the year
Of the greater Turning sings
Passing age of cold and fear
Soon our golden summer brings.
Glo - ria! (etc..)


God Rest Ye Merry, Paganfolk


God rest ye merry, paganfolk,
Let nothing you dismay.
Remember that the Sun returns
Upon this Solstice day.
The growing dark is ending now
And Spring is on its way.
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy!
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy.

The Goddess rest ye merry, too,
And keep you safe from harm.
Remember that we live within
The circle of Her arms,
And may Her love give years to come
A very special charm.
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy!
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy!


Goddess Grace


I am the Goddess of a thousand names and infinite capacity.
All Her gifts are mine.
All Her powers reside in me.

I am Athena of Greece.
Like my totem the owl, I am wise
for I see and hear everything around and within me.
Like the oak, I am strong for the olive of peace is sacred to me.

I am Bast, cat goddess of Egypt.
I am graceful, flexible, playful, and affectionate.
I radiate the warmth and light of the glorious sun.

I am Cerridwen of Wales.
My magic cauldron contains food for the soul,
an inexhaustible source of wisdom and inspiration.
The more I give, the more I receive.

I am Diana, Roman goddess of the ever-changing moon.
I am a protectress of women and children,
a guardian of the wild.
I focus my aim on my heart's desire and draw it to me.

I am Ereshkigal, Assyro-Babylonian goddess of the underworld,
Queen of the Great Below.
I shed dead skin to grow.
Deep powers of renewal are mine.

I am Freya, Well-beloved Nordic Lady.
I survey the beauty of my world in joyous flight.
I celebrate and honor the bonds between friends and lovers.

I am Gaia, Greek Earth Mother.
Grounded and centered in the rhythms and patterns of chaos,
I emerge to create my universe.

I am Hecate of Greece. Triple Goddess of the crossroads of choice.
I balance my powers of thought and my emotion.
I choose the path I walk.
The torch of my reason is illumined by my brilliant intuition.

I am Isis, Egyptian Queen of the World.
I offer healing and transformation to all in need.
I hold the power to shape my world.

I am Jagad-Yoni, Hindu universal yoni, womb of the world.
I am the gatekeeper of the next generation.
I choose the life that emerges through me.
I use my power wisely.

I am Kwan-Yin of Buddhist China, goddess of compassion.
I hear and comfort the wounds of the world.
I welcome children and teach the magic of change.

I am Liban, Irish mermaid goddess.
I revel in the healing power of pleasure.
Quench your thirst at my sacred well.

I am Maat of Egypt.
Truth, justice and law are the natural order of my universe.
Harmony arises as I attune to my divine will.

I am Nu-Kua, Chinese dragon-tailed creaturess.
I restore the cosmic equilibrium.
I form community among women and men,
connecting in equality of love and respect.

I am Old Spider goddess of Micronesia.
I created the moon, the sea, the sky, the sun,
and the earth from a single clamshell.
All the vast and varied universe is present
in the smallest forms of life.
As above, so below.
As within, so without.

I am Pele, Hawaiian goddess of volcanoes.
My fiery energy erupts from my core to create new worlds.
I flow easily over obstacles in my path.

I am Qedeshet of Syria.
I balance lightly on the lion I ride.
Laughter lifts me from the pull of gravity.

The lotus blossoms I hold and the serpents I carry
symbolize the life and health I bring.

I am Rhiannon, horsewoman, Divine Queen of Wales.
My steady pace is swift and smooth.
I travel freely through the world, safe, serene and secure.
My winged friends can wake the dead,
and lull the living to sleep.

I am Sedna of the Eskimos.
Know and honor me through my animals.
Bears, whales, and seals,
all creatures of the land and sea are part of me.
We share the right to be.

I am Tiamat of Babylon, primordial sea-serpent.
I am the great mother womb
who brought forth the earth and the heavens.
I dive deep into the watery unconscious
to find the treasures buried there.

I am Uttu, Chaldean-Sumerian goddess of weaving and vegetation.
I offer shelter and nourishment to all who know me.
We weed and clothe each other through our work.

I am Vasudhara, Hindu goddess of abundance.
My six arms hold everything you need and offer it to you.
Earth Water Fire Air Center Spirit
Purpose Love Passion Wisdom Here Now.

I am Wite Woman of Honduras.
I descend from heaven to build my temple on earth
and return as a glorious bird.
I honor and express my true spirit.
My beauty is beyond compare.

I am Xochiquetzal, Aztec goddess of flowers, love
spinning, weaving, singing and dancing.
I am an Original Woman.
I delight in sharing my many gifts.

I am Yemaya, Nigerian Fish Mother, Brazilian Voodoo mermaid.
Lakes, rivers and oceans are my home.
The waters of life belong to me.
We cleanse and sustain each other.

I am Zoc, Gnostic Acon of Life.
Mother of All Living.
I am the embodiment of growth and vitality.
I am unique life energy.

I am the Goddess of a thousand names and infinite capacity.
All Her gifts are mine.
All Her powers reside in me.

We are the Goddess of a thousand names and infinite capacity.
All Her gifts are mine.
All Her powers reside in me.

You are the Goddess of a thousand names and infinite capacity.
All Her gifts are thine.
All Her powers reside in thee.


Goddess, Are You Real?


The little child whispered,
"Goddess, speak to me"
And a meadowlark sang.
But the child did not hear.
So the child yelled,
"Goddess, speak to me!"
And the thunder rolled across the sky
But the child did not listen.
The child looked around and said,
"God, let me see you."
And a star shone brightly
But the child did not notice.
And the child shouted,
"Goddess, show me a miracle!"
And a life was born
But the child did not know.
So the child cried out in despair,
"Touch me God, and let me know you are there!"
Whereupon the God reached down
And touched the child.
But the child brushed the butterfly away
And walked away unknowingly.


Green Grow the Rushes Oh!


I'll sing you one, oh
GREEN GROW THE RUSHES OH!
AND WHAT IS YOUR ONE, OH?
One is one and all alone and ever more shall be so.

I'll sing you two, oh
GREEN GROW THE RUSHES OH!
AND WHAT IS YOUR TWO, OH?
Two, two, the two-faced God in gold and red and green-oh,
One is one and all alone, and ever more shall be so.

I'll sing you three, oh
GREEN GROW THE RUSHES OH!
AND WHAT IS YOUR THREE, OH?
Three, the Triple Goddess,
Two, two, the two-faced God in gold and red and green, oh,
One is one and all alone, and ever more shall be so.

I'll sing you thirteen, oh
GREEN GROW THE RUSHES OH!
AND WHAT IS YOUR THIRTEEN, OH?
Thirteen rounds of the silvery wheel,
Twelve for the heavenly augurs,
One and one for the Year-King's reign,
Ten for the Celtic Reading,
Nine for the nine-foot circle,
Eight for the eight great Sabbats,
Seven for the Gates between the Worlds,
Six for the Book of Changes
Five for the fiery points of light,
Four for the Guardian Towers.
Three, the Triple Goddess,
Two, two, the two-faced God in gold and red and green, oh,
One is one and all alone, and ever more shall be so.


Green Leaves

by Marian Rhodes

[Written for a song and chant class from the Wiccan Church of Canada curriculum in 1982.]

The stars are shining, the Moon is clear
In the rustling leaves Nature's voice is clear
The river murmur through Spring and Summer
The song of The Lord and The Lady

Green leaves in the evening breeze
Where the people gather beneath the trees
Priest and Priestess and people joining
To honour The Lord and The Lady

The Earth is singing down here below
While we join in the firelight glow
The chanting rise to the stormy skies
In the praise of The Lord and The Lady

Green leaves in the evening breeze
Where the people gather beneath the trees
Priest and Priestess and people joining
To honour The Lord and The Lady

All powers below and all powers above
Have joined together to bless and love
All Nature blending Their people sending
Their love to the Lord and The Lady

Green leaves in the evening breeze
Where the people gather beneath the trees
Priest and Priestess and people joining
To honour The Lord and The Lady


Herne

by Jennifer Smith

Now sit ye down,
And I'll tell a tale,
As strange as any told;
Of a Lady of the Yorkshire Moor,
Where the morning mist lays cold.
Her wits had left Her long ago,
There was madness in Her eyes.
Though She spoke to none,
Some days at dawn,
You could hear Her laughing cries.

The Hunter and The Hunted,
You wear a thin disguise,
The Moon rides o'er Your shoulder,
But the Sun shines from Your eyes.
I cannot look upon You.
I cannot look away.
But I hear the sound of the Hunter's Horn,
That greets the dawning day.
Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

She built Her cottage years ago,
And She lived there all alone.
She was the only living soul,
Who would call the Moor Her home.
For tales were told of many,
Who had vanished in the dawn.
And of madmen who had heard the cries,
Of Herne, The Hunter's Horn.

The Lady too had heard the tales,
But She could never fear.
The Horned God who filled Her dreams,
When She heard Him riding near.
And then one night Her longing eyes,
Saw a figure tall and grim.
Like a shadow glimpsed in the misty night,
And She sang Her song to Him.

The Hunter and The Hunted,
You wear a thin disguise,
The Moon rides o'er Your shoulder,
But the Sun shines from Your eyes.
I cannot look upon You.
I cannot look away.
But I hear the sound of the Hunter's Horn,
That greets the dawning day.
Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

He rode His horse up to the door,
And She bade Him enter there.
But He simply smiled and reached to lay,
His hand upon Her Hair.
"My Lady I have ridden here,
in answer to Your call.
But I'll not sit under any roof,
Nor drink in any hall."

"You sing to Me of Your desire,
But You must understand.
My heart belongs to the Silver Moon,
And the Wild Deserted Land.
How can You give Your love to one,
You never can posses?
Or sacrifice Your sanity,
For a wild ride and kiss?"

The Hunter and The Hunted,
You wear a thin disguise,
The Moon rides o'er Your shoulder,
But the Sun shines from Your eyes.
I cannot look upon You.
I cannot look away.
But I hear the sound of the Hunter's Horn,
That greets the dawning day.
Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

The Lady said;
"I hear Your words,
But how can I explain?
How a simple touch can bring Me joy,
In spite of all the pain?
Be it love or be it madness,
I have no will to fight.
This Inner Fire that bids Me go
And ride with You tonight."

The Hunter smiled and said to Her;
"Your pain I understand,
For I have chased the sailing Moon.
And have loved the Barren Land,
I cannot give My heart to You,
But I'll give You what I may.
So take My hand and We'll,
Ride the Moor until the break of day."

The Hunter and The Hunted,
You wear a thin disguise,
The Moon rides o'er Your shoulder,
But the Sun shines from Your eyes.
I cannot look upon You.
I cannot look away.
But I hear the sound of the Hunter's Horn,
That greets the dawning day.
Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

Now many years have been and gone,
Since She rode the Misty Plain.
She never choose to leave the Moor,
And She never spoke again.
But it's said by some,
When the night is done,
And the Moor is shroud in grey;
You can hear Her laugh,
With the Hunter's Horn,
At the dawning of the day.

The Hunter and The Hunted,
You wear a thin disguise,
The Moon rides o'er Your shoulder,
But the Sun shines from Your eyes.
I cannot look upon You.
I cannot look away.
But I hear the sound of the Hunter's Horn,
That greets the dawning day.
Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la


I Will Meet You There

by Jennifer Smith

Run my God
To the woods and the mountains
Li-de-de-li-li-li

Take Your Lady
To the streams and the fountains
Li-de-de-li-li-li

For the city chokes
In the factory smoke
And the pavement's hard and bare
So make Your way
To the woodland glade
And I will meet You there

Singing, Li-Li...

The city parks
Have streams and pathways
Li-de-de-li-li-li

But the paths are paved
And dead are the waterways
Li-de-de-li-li-li

And the people there
All stop and stare
As I stand with robe and blade
And they never see
Whan they look at me
And the Circle I have made

Singing Li-Li...

I will build a temple
And set an altar
Li-de-de-li-li-li

With smoke and fire
And sand and water
LI-de-de-li-li-li

Though the room's not wide
And the streets outside
And the plastered walls are bare
It will be as glade
And forest shade
And I will meet You there

Singing Li-Li...


Inanna Adoration


Our Lady of the Moon
The skies' Silver Wheel
Beauty in the Highest
The Goddess, Inanna!

Her silvery sheen
Is the Hunter's torch
As He follows Her
Across the night sky.

Our Lady of the Moon
The Beauty of the Night
The skies' Silver Jewel
Is Her Royal Orb!

Tell me, my Lady
How can I make
My inner-light
Shine as bright as You?

If it's just love
Then I know how
Because the Moon
Is always Loved!

Our Lady of the Moon
The skies Silver Wheel
Beauty in the highest
The Goddess, Inanna!


Love Is The Law


Do what thou wilt is the Whole of the Law
The time of The Will
Bursts forth Now, in the Spring
Implacable bud!

Let your Love burst forth and blossom freely
Thunder of roses
Unfettered by harsh will
Love willed to be Free

To soar with on Her Wings into New Heavens
Over pure New Earths
Love is Will purified
Love is Her own Law!

Sun is born again in primitive Light
With Arian Force
In the Spring House of Mars
New Life Exploding

From cold Winter's Icy dark Womb
Gives force to our Wills
Time of re-SOL-ution
We are born again

Juices of Spring wash us from Winter Womb
As Spring buds push out
We drop from Her belly
Like damp, new born colts

This is the time to re-SOL-ve our new lives
With Nature's Forces
Supporting and healing
As Old Winter dies


Minerva


I met Minerva just now near her tree
Resting from battle
Her helmet on her knee
Hair tumbled on breasts

Parted by brass, surrounded by steel plate
Dark nipples glistened
With dew-like sweat of war
Pale arms quivering

Eager for battle's harsh life-death embrace
Yes! She said to me.
Hell yes! she said. Get laid!
Enter the battle.

My Virgins serve me well, my son! Get laid!
Let your juices flow!
(She spit an olive pit)
Get in there and fight!

She gathered her pale skirts around her hips
Stood, covering strong thighs
Took her shield, sword, helmet
With war shriek was gone


Oak and Ash and Thorn


Of all the trees that grow so fair
Old England to adorn
Fairer are none beneath the Sun
Than Oak and Ash and Thorn

Sing, Oak and Ash and Thorn good sirs
All on a Midsummer's morn
Surely wesing of no little thing
In Oak and Ash and Thorn

Oak of the clay saw many a day
Ere ever aneas began
Ash was the loom of a Lady at home
Whan brute was an outlaw man

Thorn of the dance saw New Troy town
From which dear London was born
Witness hereby the ancientry
of Oak and Ash and Thorn

Sing, Oak and Ash and Thorn good sirs
All on a Midsummer's morn
Surely wesing of no little thing
In Oak and Ash and Thorn

Yew that is old in churchyard mold
He breedeth a mighty bow
Alder for shoes do wisemen choose
And Birch for a cup also

But when you have killed and your bowl has spilled
And your shoes are clear outworn
Back you must speed for all that you need
In Oak and Ash and Thorn

Sing, Oak and Ash and Thorn good sirs
All on a Midsummer's morn
Surely wesing of no little thing
In Oak and Ash and Thorn

Ailim, she hateth mankind and waiteth
Till every gust be laid
To drop a limb on the head of him
Who leastwise trusts her shade

But whether a lad be sober or sad
Or mellow with ale from the Horn
He will take no harm if he lay ere long
Neath Oak and Ash and Thorn

Sing, Oak and Ash and Thorn good sirs
All on a Midsummer's morn
Surely wesing of no little thing
In Oak and Ash and Thorn

Oh do not tell the Priest of our art
For they would call it a sin
But we have been out in the woods all night
A conjurin' Summer in

And we bring you news by word of mouth
Good news for cattle and corn
Now is the Sun come up from the South
With Oak and Ash and Thorn

Sing, Oak and Ash and Thorn good sirs
All on a Midsummer's morn
Surely wesing of no little thing
In Oak and Ash and Thorn

All the trees that grow so fair
Old England to adorn
Fairer are none beneath the Sun
Than Oak and Ash and Thorn

Sing, Oak and Ash and Thorn good sirs
All on a Midsummer's morn
Surely wesing of no little thing
In Oak and Ash and Thorn


Passage


There is a pull inside of me,
That yearns for my Soul to free,
A desire to ride upon the light,
And not on this world to gaze with sight.

Calling me home, I know not where,
This geas is laid, if only I dare.
Calling me forth the pull is strong,
Is it here or there I truly belong?

Less and less is holding me fast,
Freedom calls and the die is cast.
Enchanted song fills my ears,
And upon my cheek are a few wet tears.

Reaching blindly for the Sun,
I burn my fingers and am undone.
Wanting only a little joy in life,
Instead I find only endless strife.

Why do I fight when it never ends,
And always seems my Soul to rend.
Hollow Victory stands unmasked,
And my deepest questions die unasked.

Listening to the Sounds of Time,
Only discord seems to rhyme.
Here or there only Time will tell,
When finally I depart this shell.

Humor hides the pain within,
Never more to let others in.
Icarus unbound I flew too high,
And dared to try to touch the Sky.

Foolish thoughts we mortals dream,
Washed away by Time's uncaring stream.
Shining armor fades with rust,
And on my heart grows another crust.

Jagged rips in my soul will heal,
But to trust again seems unreal.
Alone my fate for time to come,
Any other way and I am undone.

Wandering unseen throughout the land,
Only silence to take my hand.
Harden my heart for one last stand,
Living untouched as I walk through quicksand.

Born in strife and then to die,
All the time we wonder why.
Endless circles in Time we weave,
Until the end our souls will grieve.

Tears for the Love we thought we had,
Restless Dreams that leave us sad.
Desires drive us until the end,
Self made demons our hearts to rend.

What is the answer only time will tell,
Do I stay in this hollow shell?
Is there more in Life for me,
Or is there only agony.


Share The Light

Sung to The First Noel

CHORUS:
Share the light, share the light!
Share the light, share the Light!
All paths are one on this holy night!

On this Winter holiday, let us stop and recall
That this season is holy to one and to all.
Unto some a Son is born, unto us comes a Sun,
And we know, if they don't that all paths are one.

Be it Chanukah or Yule,
Christmas time or Solstice night,
All celebrate the eternal light.
Lighted tree or burning log,
Or eight candle flames.
All gods are one god, whatever their names.


Silent Night


Silent night, Solstice Night
All is calm, all is bright
Nature slumbers in forest and glen
Till in Springtime She wakens again
Sleeping spirits grow strong!
Sleeping spirits grow strong!

Silent night, Solstice night
Silver moon shining bright
Snowfall blankets the slumbering Earth
Yule fires welcome the Sun's rebirth
Hark, the Light is reborn!
Hark, the Light is reborn!

Silent night, Solstice night
Quiet rest till the Light
Turning ever the rolling Wheel
Brings the Winter to comfort and heal
Rest your spirit in peace!
Rest your spirit in peace!


Staine's Morris

Traditional - A May Song

[Chorus]
Then to the maypole, haste away
For 'tis now our holiday
Then to the maypole, haste away
For 'tis now our holiday

Come ye young men, come along
With your music dance and song
Bring your lasses in your hands
For 'tis that which love commands

[chorus]

'Tis the choise time of the year
And the violets now appear
Now the rose receives its birth
And pretty primrose decks the earth

[chorus]

Here each bachlor may choose
One that will not faith abuse
Now repay with coy distain
Love that should be lov'd again

[chorus]

And when you well reckoned have
What kisses you your sweethearts gave
Take them all again, and more
It will never make them poor.

[chorus]

When you thus have spent the time
Till the day be past its prime
To your beds repair at night
And dream there of your day's delight

[chorus]


We Are Witches All


We sing and dance and hold our rites,
We live and love together.
We go sky-clad or wear our outer robes
If it is chilling weather.
About the altar we do dance;
We praise The Gods
We love and ever do, we give
Our thanks to the sun.
And moon above, We are The Craft;
Love The Craft; We are Witches All.
Join us.. In Our Circle For We Are Witches All.
Walk into our Circle and feel the love Bound,
And Meet The Lord and Lady who guide us in our Rounds;
" An' Harm None, Do What Thou Wilt."
It is The Wiccan Rede.
We fear no foe for love we show,
In thought and also Deed.
Our words of thanks, our songs of praise,
We offer them in pray'r.
We sing their praise, we ask their help;
We know that they are there.


Will You Be Of Wicca


Will you be of Wicca, tonight?
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Tyme.
Then come with me to the Circle of Light.
Bend the Will; the Wish you shall find.

Take up these herbs and brew up a tea.
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Tyme.
And drink it all down; the gods you shall see.
Bend the Will; the Wish you shall find.

Take up the glass, and look at your face.
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Tyme.
Go into yourself and find a new place.
Bend the Will; the Wish you shall find.

Go to the Woods, and find an Oak tree.
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Tyme.
And cling to it tight, and strong you shall be.
Bend the Will; the Wish you shall find.

Go to the Mountains and call to the Wind.
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Tyme.
And fly through the Air with the Thoughts that you send.
Bend the Will; the Wish you shall find.

Fly to the Sun, and touch its bright Flame.
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Tyme.
Open your Mind; now choose a new Name.
Bend the Will; the Wish you shall find.

Go to the Sea, and call to the Moon.
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Tyme.
Raise up your arms, then sing out Her tune.
Bend the Will; the Wish you shall find.

Now join your hands with Those who surround.
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Tyme.
Now share the Power that we send around.
Bend the Will; the Wish you shall find.

We shall part, but meet again soon.
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Tyme.
To dance, and sing, and Call Down the Moon.
Bend the Will, the Wish you shall find.

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