The Turning of The Wheel

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The soft cadence of Your song beckons to me
And I am drawn to the Wilderness
Regardless of the season I am called
To join my Sisters in The Circle of Stones
On Frozen Yule , We gather to raise Coel Coeth.
You join us there Great Mother
As we light the Sacred Fire of hope
And dance on a blanket of snow
And again on Ostara Eve
As we welcome back The Warmth
To sing the seeds up from the ground
And waken the sleeping Earth
We dance at Beltane on carpets of green
With Flowers woven in our hair
The creatures of the forest join us there
Where the butterfly spreads her wings
And last at Samhain we gather there
Where the leaves of autumn dance with us
To say hail and farewell As the Wheel turns
And the year draws to an end
Thrice and thrice more around the circle spin
Until my soul breaks free
To join my Sisters in The Circle of Stones
And I dance with the ancients again

Gipsiecrone

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