Pagan Moon

Watch how the seasons turn
Like the ebb and flow of tides,
Sing while the bonfires burn
The time in your heart abides,
‘Round the wheel thirteen times
Her darkling seed arises,
Singing with thirteen rhymes
Sung by only the wisest,
The garden path grows full
With love but needful of fear,
Natural rise and fall
Draw near your familiars dear,
‘Round the wheel thirteen times
Her darkling [...]

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