Spirits Meet

In circle centre spirits meet
above, below, within,
with age-old words I call and greet
and will they enter in.

In scented air, purify me
to serve at her command,
in flames of fire, sanctify me
may I meet her demand.

Fresh waters of the mountain stream
to wash away my fear,
the Earth beneath my feet redeem
my heart with loving cheer.

Their power surges through my soul
and bless this sacred place
in union with gods I’m whole
their love a blissful grace

©JG Farmer 2010
Form: Ballad Meter

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