Mystic Moon Magick

Mystic Moon Magick

With the waxing moon
comes spells and dreams,
the magick circle's cast,
I raise my arms and pray:
"Goddess, grant Your bounty
in plenty and peace;
So mote it be."

At the full moon,
again I stand alone
within the magick circle,
with raised arms, I pray:
"God, keep us safely bound
in Your loving light;
So mote it be."

When the moon wanes
darkness steals, evil reveals,
but the magick circle holds me
and my battle-prayer begins:
"Thou, with strength of warriors,
send Your sword aloft;
So mote it be."

Under the dark new moon
there burns a ring of fire,
within the magick circle
acrid prayers rise:
"All power unto Thee!
Rage with Your decree!
So mote it be."

© ACG
21 April 2006