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© 2001 Raven Spirit Listen close and you can hear The seasons move gear by gear Perfect movement ever round Here the mysteries can be found Full of fright Yet full of light Holy to those with inner sight In a circle we shall stand And honor those who held our hand Mothers, fathers and teachers too This is the night we honor you The God is Lord in the Underworld Ready to teach us what we have not understood The Goddess too goes to join her Lord Till she is rejoins him on Earth at Imbolg We get caught up in what we are doing That we can forget this Holidays holy meaning To give Thanks for the harvest (This is the Last) And honor the people who walked in our past To lay to rest the things we don't need And prepare to plants seeds by the light of the Yule King This night is not scary for those that do know But the last Hurrah for soon it will snow To celebrate the seasonal stages That brings about life's inner changes Raven Spirit |
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