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Hope
Ritual
 
A Kitchen Witch is what I be.
Ever Mindful of the rule of
three.
By full moons glow I honor my path,
but first cleansing myself by a
ritual bath.
The Watchtowers four I call asunder.
I chant for power, as Thor
lends to me his thunder.
Casting my circle thrice round,
upon the hearth
of Fairy ground.
Skyclad under the moon I invoke their power,
as upon
this realm time is within the Witching hour.
For with this ritual that I
cast
I seek enlightenment present,
future and old ways past.
Bring to me
with in the realm of sleep,
visions of the Lord and Lady in their forest
keep.
Grant me the strength and passion to go on,
for when daylight
breaks and my visions are gone.
Keep me on this path steadfast and true.
So
shall I dream, so shall I do.
As my ritual candle flickers it's end.
It's
last light to the world I shall send.
For within it's burnt wick hope is
cast about.
As I close the circle upon this Fairy mount,
my ritual intent
is drawn in by the moon.
Night wanes fast for morn is coming soon.
The
Morning sun will take my intent within it's grasp,
and shine it upon all
those who walk on this path.
All Witches, young and old,
for our secrets
and lore on magical pages
within a Book of Shadows be told
Learn as many
lessons you can each day
As my ritual candle burns eternal to light your
way.

by Lady Mayre