Our Life

Silent wanderer in the night
Through the forest
Across the stream
Steady movement towards the light

Goddess love so strong and deep
The path of truth
A time of valour
As Gods appear in your sleep

Witch born and raised are we
Secret life that we lead
Healing potions that we brew
Distant ancestors from across the sea

Coven gathers at the great fire
Knowing looks
And hooded nods
Positive works, we will never tire.



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