Invocation of the Goddess
Mother of all things
Come to us.
You who it is a privilage and glory to fear.
Come to us,
Bringer of grain,
Bringer of rain
Come to us.
Creator of motion,
and of the places between all grains of sand.
Creator of curlture,
Sorceress,
I summon you
who was and are the first witch.
I summon you the sexual one,
I invite you, who simply is.
Menstrating, you gazed into the dark curve,
or outer space,
saw yourself,
and saw yourself beauutiful.
Fell in love with yourself.
I call you forth,
for when you bleed you create all thing
that can not be created during birth.
I call upon you who loves
and creates God
because he is worthy of that love.
Fearsome on, child, spring dancer, hip swayer,
you whose hot lust is tyrant,
dragon, star dancer, star juggler,
be here with us now.
Lady whose ectasy brought forth God and all creation,
be here with us now.
You, who when age deepens our wrinkles and wisdoms,
reflect our hard won beauty back to us,
be here with us now.