|THE MOON IS HIGH
The moon is high at the witching hour
Children come to this place of power
Our hands are raised to four directions
Spirit force is born again.
WE ARE ONE
We are one with the soul
Of the Earth, Mother Earth
THE CIRCLE SHAPES US
The circle shapes us, body and mind,
Heart and soul are one.
BETWEEN THE WORLDS
Between the worlds we made a circle
We are filled with Spirit power
Send it down, complete the chain
Horned one, lover, son
Leaper in the corn
Deep in the Mother
Die and be reborn.
Dark Mother, take us in,
Let us be reborn.
SONG OF SAMHAIN
Through the doorway of a dream
Beneath the spell the darkness spins
Two worlds entwine, in shadow and sheen
And winter beckons, enter in.
And we call this night Samhain
Call this magic night Samhain.
Farewell to Summer, her moment fades
She sinks to silence and to sleep
Too late the wind cries, too late, too late
A mother sighs, a mother weeps.
Through the pines, the wind blows cold
A mournful moon hangs pale and white
We raise our wine to the wandrin’ souls
Who walk along with us tonight.