Pagan Moon

aeon10101110 — Fri, 19 Sep 2008 04:18:46 +0000

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 seed arises,
Singing with thirteen rhymes
Sung by only the wisest,

Time to sow, time to reap
Guided by lamps of heaven,
Those who soar, them that creep
Wait for the fields to ripen,

‘Round the wheel thirteen times
Her darkling seed arises,
Singing with thirteen rhymes
Sung by only the wisest,

Around the thirteenth time
See Sol complete His full course,
Lit by Her love sublime
Enhanced synergistic force,

Around us thirteen times
Watch Her darkling seed arise,
Singing with thirteen rhymes
Teaching us all to be wise.

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